I ended up bailing from last night’s Midnight Ridazz at the first extended stop at MacArthur Park because I’m a grumpy ‘n geezery sunzabeech who can only take so much standing around in the dark, and there was just too much standing and not enough riding to suit me.

Still, when things were more mobile and thus more to my liking south on Hyperion in Silver Lake I pulled over and got the following curbside vidclip while being queried at the beginning by a pedestrian as to whether this was some sort of fixed-gear fiesta.