Homeless man, laying on the street, yelling: You are all my beautiful rainbows. I love you all. You are all my creation.
You'd think he'd have more to show for himself if he single-handedly created the universe.
Jim and I were dining al fresco when I homeless man came up and demanded that Jim fist-bump him, which he did.
Jim saw a homeless kid drop kick someone's car today.
It's genuinely difficult to tell who is homeless and who is tragically hip. Sir, are you wearing a skirt because you are of scottish heritage and couldn't find your usual kilt, or is that all they had left at the thrift store?
A group of kids were standing near our building today and one of them said "I talked to my cousin from New York today. They have hella different words there." Indeed they do. They hella do.
I was reading in the park today when I heard a homeless guy ask a couple near me if he could tell them a joke. Then he asked for money, so I was already leery when he started approaching me and called out "hey fine cat!" He then recommended I read the time-traveler's wife. So is he just a drugged out Cal student or what the hell is going on?
Every day brings a new mystery in Berkeley.
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