it's a small thing i guess.
i did end up going to today's tigers game. it was a celebration of the 1968 world series victory and as many members of that team as could be present were part of a an honorary tribute before the game.

after the game i went and bought my pass to the music festival before heading over to the office for a bit. each admission wristband is individually numbered. mine? 1968.


also, bythos gave me detroit, lift up your weary head! (rebuild! restore! reconsider!) by sufjan stevens while i was drafting this entry.