hey, want to hear a story? i was at the coffee shop today, reading the latest issues of NextGen & the net, sipping my rainforest blend and enjoying my beloved parliament light 100's.  i was sittin' outside, 'cause it was nice out.  sun slowly settin', nice people walkin' by, a very nice older gentleman saying "good evening" to people as they pass by sittin' next to me... suddenly, a car goes whizzin' by and i hear someone scream "QUEER!".  i glanced around...i couldnt see as to whom it was directed to.  then i thought,  "oh dear god, they were referring to me 8/" sheesh.  This saddens me.  The fact that this...person is such a cowardly & paranoid entity that the only way they feel more comfortable with their fear is to make derogatory statements, in public, to someone they dont even know, while already engaged in a quick escape route...it makes me physically ill.  I wish that the car was stuck at a red light, so I could go up and confront them.  Thats one thing these cowards dread.   They feel perfectly confident in expressing their primitive feelings when out of harms way, but when the source of ridicule comes right up into their face requesting an elaboration on their comment...it comes down to fight or flight.  And I wouldve loved to have a confrontation. interesting paradox  the old man saying "good evening" to people walking by... cars zooming by with some neanderthal shouting out insults... theres a message in there somewhere...