Why I am bat shit crazy . . .
Because I was coming back from court and I saw this gentleman at a gas station in Ontario, California. I thought about it, then decided there was safety - somehow - in the midday sun. So I asked him if I could take a picture. He agreed and then struck this pose, holding it unblinkingly, while I took some shots.
Being nuts and being an attorney and getting older has made me lose inhibitions in talking to strangers.