Fine. I’ll admit it. Sometimes I do weird shit with the intent on writing about it in the future. Is this healthy? Probably not. Is it funny? Always. Is it safe? I’ll let you be the judge of that. For example, last week I walked out of my building at 8:45am to go to my first class of the day. Not even two feet out the door I was approached by a man covered in paint holding a huge abstract painting. Here’s the sped up version of what followed; man approached me, said he needed money for a bus to New York to pursue his art, and since I’m not one to get between someone and their destiny, we walked side by side to the nearest ATM, yup. I know what you’re thinking: “you’re an idiot,” but hear me out…never mind you’re probably right. Imagine you’re a peer of mine and you walk by me at the atm with this guy next to me. Classic.