I swear when I see homeless people on the street—begging, sleeping, walking around—I get really emotional because I can’t imagine what it would be like to be in their shoes. Appreciate what you have. You are blessed if you live under a roof.
Yesterday in Marina Del Rey, I saw a trio of homeless dudes on the sidewalk; one of them had a cardboard sign that said “I NEED A HAIRCUT” & then once all the cars stopped at the red light, he turned his sign around & it read “HELP ME STAY DRUNK.”
Life isn’t perfect for everyone, but staying happy, positive, laughing at stupid things, just saying “fuck it” when things go bad…now that’s cool.

