Short City Walk

I went on a 3-hour walk around the 'hood in The City (San Francisco, that is). A few tallies for your general amusement:

• 2 interesting panhandler signs: "Karma repays" and "My wife was taken hostage and I'm 99-cents short of ransom."
• 1 icky catcall. I know, who still catcalls nowadays? And no, I didn't walk by a construction site, either.
• 1 guy who drove to the waterfront, parked his little sports car from the '80's, then proceeded to roller-skate wearing nothing but some very, very tight and very, very short-shorts. Why yes, he was in shape, but that's not really the point now, is it?
• 39,018 pigeons
• 2 ads for WhyIslam.com on buses
  
• $18 spent on lunch (blog + photos forthcoming)
• And 1 man urinating in public in broad daylight. I'm surprised there was only one.

That is all for now. Oh, and a general observation about my relation to one of the gayest cities in the world: I can't tell the difference between metrosexual guys and homosexual guys. At all.