
Taken in Cleveland, OH near Lake Erie. Awful threatening name for a battleship, eh?

For about 5 minutes, I was part of the gay pride parade in Cleveland. I did not intend to be. I was just going for a walk. I used to run a lot. Now I walk. I’ve always thought walking was a little gay. On this day, it was very gay. By the way, there a lot of gay people in Cleveland. A lot. They all seemed very nice…and proud.

These are what started all the trouble for Cool Hand Luke. Just thought I’d point that out.

Homeless people have a tall order in Cleveland. They don’t seem discouraged. I got asked no less than 50 times. I think I gave once or twice. Not sure what motivates me give that one time versus the other 49. A mix of guilt and fear of karma. I let a fear of karma dictate a lot of my decisions…and I’m not even a hippie.