Stupid bridge. I got another flat tire today while riding my bike home from work. First time in a few weeks, but on the same damn bridge as my last flat. This one was because of a wall staple. Maybe staple isn't the right word. Whatever, its one of those two pronged things that looks like a staple but has plastic in the middle. Its used to guide wires along the wall or door frame or whatever. Regardless it was stuck in my tire when I pulled over to change the tube. So I spent ten minutes changing the tube on my bike. I wasn't angry though. If anything I found it funny. I mean I wasn't in a rush, and really it put me in a better mood than I was before. Bizarre.

So right after changing my tire, in my good mood I biked off the bridge. I crossed the street and on the corner was a homeless man with a sign. I didn't read the sign but the bottom line caught my eye. "For the love of Jesus please help me." I bike right by but then stopped. I was in a good mood, and sometimes, when I think of doing something nice after the fact but don't turn around to do it I regret it later on. So being charitable, and of high spirits I gave him what I had in my wallet (a few dollars, I don't carry cash on me in any real quantity). He gave the "God Bless You" to me and a plethora of "Thank you" and "You're a good man" comments to me.

I was thinking about as I biked off. Did I really care what he spent that on? No. I mean to me it was enough to buy some fast food if I didn't feel like cooking. I don't know what it means to him. If he really needed the money or not. But it felt good. I was in good spirits. And to be perfectly honest I have benefited not too long ago from the charity of complete strangers. (see this post)