Darth Lefty 

I had a pointlessly eventful commute today.

I left work a little bit early to buy some groceries for dinner. As I approach the grocery store, I saw a Polaris Slingshot. Ha ha, I thought, it’s a recumbent tadpole trike just like mine! It was even orange and black.

As I locked up at the store, I was approached by a bearded guy. "Is that a Terra trike? Can I take a look at it?"

"Sure."

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah..." thinking I might have a live one I volunteer I’ll be selling it soon.

"Well," he says,"Unemployment sucks."

"Yeah, I’ve been there."

"Homelessness sucks too."

"I bet... I’ve never been there. I’m sorry."

"Oh, don’t be sorry. I get food stamps!" Taking this to mean he’s not asking for a handout, I tell him to have a nice day. Yes, this is Folsom, where people who can feed and house a roofless sports car shop at the same store as those with no house.

I go through the store and find at the checkout I’ve left my debit card in my pants at work. I hurry home before I discover I don't have a house anymore either.

As I climb up to my house there's a young lady standing in the street with her back to me with her head down in the cell phone position and her legs very crossed, like opposite shoulder width. I assume she's texting but she gives a big jerk and a little kite rises in front of her! As I pedal by I tell her it's a nice day for it, she says she doesn't know what to do and she's going to get her mom for help. Hope she got it working.