Single Speed Stella

Or, I should say 'hobo', singular. Dooder has decided to take up residence in his car at the end of the street, taking advantage of the dead-endage...and the first week, it was like..."meh...he'll move along soon enough" and then the second week passed, and now, week three, and he's taken to talking on his cell phone next to his car at 2 am, wandering the trailer park, getting free coffee from the rec room, doing everything but paying rent. Le sigh.

Now, don't get me wrong, in the Silicon Valley there's prolly a ton of folks in the same unfortunuate sitch...but first, he kinda creeps me out. He's not a lovable tramp, a la Charlie Chaplin,

or rad, like El Duderino..

I kinda want to say chav-like, but I don't really know anything about him except that he should make up with his wife/girlfriend/boyfriend/room-mate or whatever and go sleep in a proper bed. Sleeping in a car on a dead-end street next to a trailer-park is just unsavory. Especially when one is disturbing the sleep of said trailer park residents....