Today I have actually payed to go online. I'm at an Internet cafe. I believe the Woman at the Counter finds me charming - allowing me to sit in my own little corner with my own rotating fan - blowing my manly stench into the nothingness of wall behind me. I like to keep up with what’s happening in the world. The net acts as a window into the many corners of life I usually cannot see – and every now and then I like to see how other great men and women in similar situations to my own are doing.

After searching I found this site - A terrible site. There is basically no formatting, no sense of a layout, colour or creativity. I’ve put more effort into blowing my nose, than the creator has to this site. I insist you look for yourself. I have also reason to believe that the people the pictures depicted are in fact not real, genuine hobos. I'd outdrink any of them - Give me the chance.