On the way to lunch today, Meg and I were talking about jeans and button-fly's and...well, anyway, I mentioned the old Levi's 501 t-shirt that said something about little metal teeth being...down there. On the way back from lunch -- for the first time in probably five years -- I saw someone wearing that same 501 t-shirt. (And then we saw a little girl on a bike, but that's another story all together.)