My life as a crack whore

Anticipating the evening with my daughter and Dave Matthews Monday night, I was is such a good mood. So when I stopped by the market to buy some drinks and saw a "street person" playing the guitar I dropped some money in his tray. I know, I never give money, it's so enabling, but guitar, music, Dave and the Hollywood Bowl, you get the picture.

"Here ya go friend."

"Do I know you?" he said? "Oh yeah, you're that crack whore."

I laughed out loud so I guess I got a return on my investment.

And my evening with Little Bird and Dave, as good as expected, maybe better.