The night covers a multitude of sins. . . like the way I was looking at my old neighbor on the patio tonight. (little smile).
Yes, I picked up a hitch hiker today. No, he wasn't dirty or smelly or a male prostitute. He wandered into my place of business, fresh off some transit but, looking for another to the big city. The soonest one didn't leave for hours. I told him if he was still there when I headed home, I would drop him off. He was, so I did. Dropped him off on Beale Street. He says his name is Scott and he's from Virginia ~ been hitching about 7 months. Cute as a bug (or why would I offer?). Wish I'd gotten a pic for my blog. Oh well. Hope he's happy on Beale tonight.
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