A couple of weeks ago I was on my own for lunch, and I went down to the Plaza to pick up a salad from Meiner's, a little gourmet deli with a nice salad bar. We used to walk down there for lunch all the time when I was working on the Plaza.

I got my salad and at it at a table inside because it was about 100 degrees outside, then I came out and got into my car and started to back out of the parking space. I turned around to look over my shoulder and see if I was clear to back out, and I looked up and saw something weird--a row of sculptured heads on top of an apartment building.

I'm sure I probably stopped in the middle of the street and gaped at them; I know I drove by really slowly, looking up at them. They were really cool, but incredibly strange--why were they there?

I figured an artist must live in that building, and they had decided to decorate it with their artwork, but I'd never seen anything like it. I was wishing that I had had my camera with me, but I didn't. I figured I'd come back down another day and take some pictures.

A few nights after that I was over at Karen and Matt's for dinner, and I mentioned them, and they said they hadn't seen them. I was telling them about them, and how cool they were, and they said they'd have to look for them next time they were down there.

So I guess one night last week they were down there, and either I didn't explain where they were very well or they hadn't listened very well, but they couldn't find them. Karen emailed me the next morning and asked me if I was on crack, because they couldn't find them at all.

It made me wonder. I mean, I knew I had seen them, but all the same, I even wondered if I had dreamed it.

So the next day I took my camera with me when I left for work, and I drove through the Plaza in the morning. And they were there, just like I remembered, although, as I told Karen, perhaps not as large and impressive as I might have described them to her.

Still, pretty unique. Hard to get a picture of, though, without a telephoto lens.