When irony meets the homeless

One of the more annoying things about my fun new area is the increased encounters with the urban outdoorsmen of our community. I was making a late night caffeine run for one my increasingly frequent all-nighters and I came across some guy bumming for money outside the grocery store. He did the usual story, then closed with “I need money for food.”

Naturally he was eating a bag of Cheeto’s at the time, which actually dovetails nicely with my more famous moment involving orange snacks and grocery stores, which you can hear if you see me play at any music venue…