There's this crazy guy, who I believe is homeless, that hangs around my neighborhood. He generally harasses people by walking up to them and rambling incessantly. Once you make eye contact with him it's all over, because he won't stop talking no matter what you say or do, so the rule is to never make eye contact.

I've encountered him in Cafe Ballou, Bar Vertigo, the local laundromat, out on the street, and even in the alley next to my building. Usually I have my headphones on and pretend I can't hear him, yet he always has something memorable to say nonetheless.

Tonight's quote came as I was walking home from Darkroom and passed him by on the other side of the alley, after I was already ten or twenty feet past him: "You've got a lot of balls sneaking up on me like that."

listening to: the Daily Show.
in my sink: Nothing, cus I got free pizza.