Yesterday there was a busker at my train stop in the center of downtown. He sang about "booze and bibles". He apparently knew quite a bit about part of the topic. My dad, who was toting along with me, threw a few dollars in his case. The man slurred out a "thanks you fer suwportioning the arts" and then gave my 66-year-old dad a hug. I laughed really hard at my dad's startled face. It still makes me smile. Don't you just love watching people in a new environment?