I asked, “What was life like before you became homeless?” He told me, “I was a successful paralegal up until 2008. It is because of President Bush that I no longer have a job.” I responded, “Okay. So where do you sleep at night?” He told me that he sleeps in Centennial Park and enjoys drinking. He then told me about his assortment of tattoos. He pointed to the one on his lower right arm, “This one say’s Dirty South. I am from the South.” “What’s the one above it,” I asked. “That’s my year, I was born in 1968.” “And what about that tattoo (a mouse with a hat)” He said, “That is Speedy Gonzales.”