You’ll never guess who I just ran into. Um… Was it the, uh… The wise old janitor from our elementary school who always knew exactly what to say when you weren’t really feeling up for going to school? And then there was that time in third grade when you were walking down the sidewalk and you say a feral dog like peeing on the sidewalk and there was a puddle forming and you looked down into the reflective puddle and you saw like a muddled face of an old man and then you heard it, it was a voice, and he was whispering right in your ear, and he said, “Hey, Link, you remember last year in second grade when you were taking a little dookie in the bathroom stall and you ran out of toilet paper and you had to wipe yourself with your Underoos and you had to throw ’em out the window and you thought nobody saw you? Well, you know what? I saw you. Old Man Bobby John saw you.” Oh, yeah. That was his name. Old Man Bobby John. Is that who you ran into? Yeah.