I know that I’m probably the only one who really enjoys this new game, but I’m going to continue to solicit participation pretending it’s just as much fun for everyone else. So let’s get to it.
The first round went to Baby Hippo, but by a narrow margin. And I can’t say I’m at all disappointed.
But I have a fair amount of confidence in Hipster Baby #2 who appears to be hanging outside Prospect Park feeling pensive about the demise of the Occupies or the first surge of bands announced for the Chicago Pitchfork lineup this summer. Or, he’s got gas.
Then again, is there really any competition against these tiny dampened ears peeking over the side of a bucket?