OK, so this one is for my readers who are familiar with Atlanta. A local documentary film maker has put together the story of Willy Terry, a local character fond of hanging out on Ponce de Leon Avenue in a pair of bicycle shorts that, shall we say, enhance his masculinity—no matter what the weather. You know you know who I'm talking about.
So if you've ever seen Mr. Terry and wondered what the heck was up with him (or more likely what the hell is in his pants), here you go (via Cable and Tweed):
Now I want to know about the "Why Lie I Need a Beer" guy at North Avenue and the connector exit.
NP: "Keep Me" - The Black Keys