In Tent City

Today I went for a bike ride that took me over to the local supermarket for a banana. As I rolled in, this dude was walking towards me laughing to himself about (I thought) something he saw in a window. Thinking this nice old man was enjoying his day out, I made eye contact in anticipation of the hello nice day yes thank you enjoy the weather sort of thing. Instead I got, 'I went to the cemetary but I couldn't find my aunt's grave.' Ok. 'Oh, I'm sorry.' Then, 'they're going to burn Moussaoui alive.' Oh shit, man. 'Ok.' Gone.

This was nutty for a good number of reasons; no eye contact, the dude looked like a nice old guy and he laughed like a damn maniac afterwards. I went and got my banana, not sure who the guy he mentioned was. I thought maybe he said Mussolini or something. Maybe he was stuck in WWII mode. When I was leaving I saw him again coming in and again he said again without looking at me that they were going to burn this guy alive. The alive part was what really got me.

When I got home and Alexandria came back for lunch, I told her about it and she enlighted me as to the guy's potential meaning. Apparently he was a current afairs nut job. Good times.