A Bed of Flowers

Something that really fascinates me as I stroll around our fine city is how people just curl up and take a nap wherever they are. While my brother was driving through town a few weeks ago, he noticed the same thing. As we ate breakfast, he was fascinated by a guy who was curled up on the grass by the sidewalk just outside the restaurant, and also by the fact that the cops weren't waking him up and sending him on his way like they do in most other cities.

I'm sure this won't be the last photo of a random napper, but this photo does have one of the best stories. Yesterday we decided to spend the afternoon in Park City. Pinky was going to follow us up there in her car, so after we pulled out of the parking garage we stopped on the side of the road to call her. As I was dialing, the wife pointed out that this guy was relieving himself...on himself. That's right, he was peeing on himself. We didn't see any private parts, he was just lifting his pants at the belt and we could see the stream coming out and arching up to his stomach. Um, really?!?

Then, without missing a beat, he fluffed his bum bag, and curled up for a nap. Apparently this was not a bed FOR flowers, it was a bed OF flowers. We would've gotten a photo of the pisser in action, but we were both pretty shocked and grossed out and had a delayed photo reaction.