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we saw this clint eastwood-lookin dude on friday, coming out of the package store. i can only surmise that he a) spilled something on his equally high dollar pants or b) was a crazy hobo who stole a rich guy's coat and shirt, and could afford booze and cigarettes since he found a hundred bucks in the pocket. i'm going with the pants story, because it involves less getting stabbed with what my brother (the boy) calls "hobo knives".