06 April 2015

May as well write this down:

The other night I was walking down Telegraph Avenue in Oakland, California with a bottle of super crappy wine, and I was laughing like hell and running around and dodging traffic and whatnot. On my way back to my neighborhood I passed a guy dragging some trashcans out of a restaurant to a nearby dumpster. I said, “Hey man.”

The guy stopped, said, “What’s up?”

I said, “There will come a day when we never have to take out someone else’s trash again—and that day may very well be the day we die, but hey, that’s something.”

Dude said, “Right on, man”