I promise, Gromit, that I haven't changed. All that much. But the nudity laws in Salt Lake are much more prudish and strict than the nudity laws in Santa Cruz.
To wit, this article.
While the woman drew the attention of many, Wallace Baine said, "People were surprisingly blasé about it. People were giving her space. I don't think anyone wanted to confront her."
However, a man sitting on a bench at Cathcart and Pacific reached out and kissed her hand, to which she replied "thank you."
I walked down Pacific Avenue naked myself more than once. And we all know I walked around my own neighborhood which was just two blocks off Pacific Avenue without nary a care naked all the time.
Here? I have ventured next door. And I caused the neighbors to abandon their home and move far, far away!
I am determined, however, to change things around here. To walk naked down the street and have folks realize that it isn't a big deal. To sit at my favorite cafe, sip a latte and not have anyone even notice.
Really, I am. It's just taking me a while to figure it all out. Because I don't enjoy jail cells.
And unlike my beloved police in Santa Cruz who are going to just smile and nod and keep riding their bicycles, I think the police here are going to cart me off to jail.
So, I'm working on it.
But in the meantime, I am still naked. Just being a tad more discreet. 
P.S. New York City is already way ahead of the game. Maybe I should just move there! I have a feeling it's going to be a long time before the trend reaches Salt Lake...if it EVER does.
