DO YOU LIKE ME??? OR DO YOU WANT TO SHOOT ME?

This was the question posed to me by a bum on the street while walking to the gas station the other night. I replied simply...I don't want to shoot you. He said OK, and that was the end of it. On the way home from the gas station I saw an ambulance get lost. Lights flashing, sirens blazing, it went up and down the street, back and forth, looking for wherever it was it was going. Just another day in the nieghborhood.