Flattered Or Frightened?

I received this response to my profile on a personals site (not OKStupid for a change)...as for the question in the title above, I am surely more the latter.

Hello hun i must admit you really look good sexy and charming and you caught my attention (smiles).My name is ----- am from Pennsylvania - Philadelphia - South am a construction engineer and am presently working on a construction project here in Michigan,but would be done and back home Philly real soon.Baby am 33 single and been gay all my life lol.Hun am tired of being single i need a sweet real man in my life who i would make happy and in return also make me happy,satisfying both our sexual needs and we can have so much fun together.Baby am not looking for gifts or money i have all that already all i want is true love care affection and intimacy,baby will you be that man to make me happy and i be yours too.
I love to chat but because i do get busy mosetimes i only do it on yahoo chat so here is my messanger id baby
(-------------@yahoo.com),whats your yahoo chat id?baby lets get to chat soonest ok,also here is my phone number you can text me (---) ------- ,i can only text at the construction site phone calls not allowed.So baby whats your number so i can text you as well.Hun i hope to read from you back soonest till then kiss kiss stay sweet.-----.
(---) -------
Yahoo chat id....(-----------@yahoo.com)

The Trail Of Hair

Oddly enough, this is the second time I've seen a scene like this, and in the same place: Frankford Terminal. My assumption is two teenage girls got into a fight and began pulling at each other's hair/weaves. For once I'd like to get there as the fight begins, rather than see the sorry aftermath:



LOVE the Dunkin Donuts worker who has to clean up the mess outside their store.

By the way, like my musical embellishment? I edited it myself!

People Are Strange

A couple of odd things to discuss -- one in real life and one online. To be precise, the subject of this first story isn't so much as strange as he is sneaky.

I was walking to the corner of Frankford and Morrell Avenues this afternoon to catch a bus. I noticed a young guy -- I'd say in his 20's -- standing there and, as cars pulled up at the red light, went over to the cars to say something. As I arrived at the corner I could hear him, and then he saw me and asked me the same thing he was asking the people in their cars: "Can you spare some change so I can get on the bus?"

"No, sorry," I replied. My judgment was that he seemed a little drunk or high. It was odd because it was mid-afternoon, he didn't look like a typical homeless person asking for money, and my part of the city isn't an area where homeless people congregate. I also noticed earbuds in his ears -- either attached to a cell phone or mp3 player. For a couple of minutes he continued to ask drivers (incluiding a couple who pulled into the gas station on the same corner) for change. Then, finally, success. A driver handed him at least one dollar. Since it was folded I couldn't tell if there was more than one. He then pulled out his phone and began to make a call.  Clearly he wasn't homeless.

Right after that the bus arrived. He got on before I did, and put his fare into the fare box: a single coin. In other words, a bus token! He didn't need any money for the bus after all. What a scam. I was tempted to ask him about it, but I figured I'd like to live a little longer.