And we got our first bum...

So at the transit center, this scurvy bastard who kinda looks like a miner 49, is accosting the masses with questions "do you know how to get transfered out of here" I promptly tell him Metro gots a customer service kiosk inside of that Home Depot over there, and he heads that way. When in doubt... all roads lead to the home depot is my policy! Hopefully he'll apply for a job or something... And we are proceeding southbound approaching the Methadone Center for the useless, and nothing worth noting this morning...