What’s more fun than a sandbox full of trucks? Homeless people, apparently.

Throwback Thursday!

Milk & Whiskey

When we go to the park, the kids always seem to gravitate toward the places I would least like them to play. Because we sometimes hit the park at night (the little bastards/angels keep the same hours as fans of cocaine) they have great opportunities to create truly uncomfortable situations.

The absolute edge of the pond is a favorite. The parks and rec people even put in large stones forming a dangerous crossing that make a tempting adventure. This particular pond is about 80 percent water; the rest is duck shit, trash and hepatitis. Dapper has been in it twice.

And, oh hey, is that a homeless person’s nest? Lets run across his bed roll in bare feet to check for needles.

He's great with kids! He’s great with kids!

Better yet, there’s that same homeless guy staring vacantly out from a park bench, muttering to himself. We will absolutely throw him the ball…

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