One time I was waiting in line for a concert and this “homeless” woman is going up the line asking people for spare change, while riding a Rascal. You know, those little electric wheelchair things.

She gets to me and I said that I refused to give her any spare change, but I did have a hundred dollar bill that I’d give her for her Rascal. She turned my offer down.

What sort of world do we live in when hobos get around better than I do?
- pj@geekass.com