Second guy was at least more polite. He came up to me and told me that he was displaced from "new or-leeens" and blah blah. I told him that nobody from new orleans calls it 'new-orLEENS', and kept walking. I guess that kind of thing can fly in Baltimore but since I was born there I wasn't an ideal sucker for that particular line.
Turns out it was just my cousin, his wife, and two kids staying the night last night. I was again reminded why I should never have children. Still it was good to have him over, hadn't seen him in forever. Back to the grind. On the work side, my boss is pushing super-hard to publish one of my projects in a much better journal that I had envisioned him going for. That would be just so nice and work well to help actually get me a decent gig after this place..