Greetings from Memphis

Just a quick note-- I haven't posted here in a while; it's been a busy May.
On the road for a one-night trip to Memphis-- doing a site visit evaluating a vendor's technology in the morning, then hopefully heading back home by the early afternoon.

Tonight for dinner, a couple of co-workers and I went down to Beale Street and stopped in at a Cajun spot and had some good Jambalaya (admittedly, I'm no great critic when it comes to Cajun) and fried shrimp. And then we sat out on the sidewalk and took a sampling of some of the plentiful live music out in the cool late spring air.
It was breezy and cool out and was really the perfect night out. And just as I was beginning to reminisce about the Deeney wedding of a few years ago..

And then we saw two girls swap shirts.
No idea what that was about. Just two women on the sidewalk-- they'd been talking as part of this larger circle of people-- and all of a sudden they've each whipped off their shirt and are handing it to the other...

So how does that come up? "Hey, I've got this great idea.. I really like that shirt you've got on.."