Others seemed like they would if they had to go along if they had to, but only because they had to. So, I smiled and waved. Even the ones who looked like "monsters" smiled and waved back, instantly at ease because I wasn't insulting them with fear. The end.

Okay, I'm gonna say it. Thinking about self defense hasy mind continually revisiting a terrifying moment I used my intuition through and turned into pleasant exchanges. I keep it secret because it seems the opposite of advice, but it worked. I was 19, street kid, alone at 3am in pre-Katrina New Orleans (Jan '96), walking through the 9th ward. A group of men wearing an awful lot of red started looking at me like meat. I looked, thought that only two felt like they wanted to hurt me, and the

What about an online business where I "haunt" the homes of.your enemies, living in the woods nearby and sneaking in to fuck shit up for the cost of a plane ticket and $50 USD per day?

If anyone needs a pepper/foraging chef for their cult/commune, tonight's dinner is egg burritoes from rehydrated egg powder, with violet leaves, carrot tops, dandelion greens, turnip leaves, and Chinese broccoli. Oh, and naturally a solid layer of jalapenos from the fresh gallon jar. If your commune hasn't reached cult status yet, I'm willing to take on a leadership role.

I have a gallon of jalapenos, pretzel crackers, a can of cheeze wiz, and a strawberry margarita.