Number one and number two
Posted on October 3rd, 2007 after 8177 miles."What's up, one?" asked the man with two teeth. He was pushing a shopping cart loaded with all of his worldly belongings down the middle of the street.
"Not much, two," replied the man with one tooth, "how're you doing today?"
"I'm doing great. I woke up this morning. Can't ever ask for more than that." He sounded sincere.
"That's right. That's right. Live for the moment and savor your breath. Be happy you're here, be happy it's now."
I'm sure two responded, or would have responded, but he was pushing his cart the other way and one was walking the same way I was.
Sometimes listening to the have nots can remind you what you have.
A little further down the street, I heard my favorite song ever.
"I'm not drunk," the drunk man sang, "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, Oh I'm not druu-uhh-unk."
Apparently it's best sung while urinating on the sidewalk.