{{{meara}}}
Yesterday was a surprise retirement dinner for my best friend at a Brazillian steakhouse. I got followed and accosted by a very aggressive panhandler on my way in, which I can't imagine working to solicit handouts. Maybe people who are scared of him throw money (rather than the punches I was tempted to)? Fortunately, good company and eating enough beef to satisfy a mountain lion salvaged the evening.