About a month ago while driving to Albertsons with a couple of homeless bums, I realized just how much we have in common. Just like these bums, I eat, drink, sleep, and use the bathroom. Unlike these bums, you can't smell which ones I have done the most recently.
I'm not typically the kind of guy to give rides to homeless people. In this case I happened to be watching a Muse live concert DVD at my house with a few friends of mine, and we were expecting more friends to join us. The lights were all off and I heard a knock at my door, so I yelled for my friends to come on in. The door opened and my supposed friend entered without saying a word. I began to wonder which friends of mine might on a given day possibly smell like beer and urine (I could only think of two, and they were not in town). I flipped on the light and found a homeless man standing in my living room. He asked for a ride to the store, and I obliged - mostly because as far as I know these bums have nothing better to do all day than to break into houses of people who don't give them rides to the store. When we got to the store, the bum offered me money for gas. I was tempted to take it just so I could cross "take money from a homeless man" off my bucket list, but I decided better of it.