I think I scarred a young lady today. Now, I know I am not a pretty man. I am a big man,six-two about 240 or so with an ample beer gut. I have brown hair that spralls out of my watch cap and a bushy untrimed van dike ( mustache and gotee). I wear cheap sunglasses (so dark they wont even know my name as ZZ Top would say) But scarry damn! I geuss I am. I was walking down the side walk in the opposite direction and I could see fear in her face.

Now I want to bring joy into the world, at least more than I take out. Leave the world a better place if you can.