10:45 am. Pine and 11th, near Cal Anderson Park. I'm waiting for the light to change and thinking how cute the gaggle of 4-year-olds are on the corner, walking hand-and-hand for safety. One of the kids has sandy-colored baby-curls so big, they're almost an afro. And he's wearing tiny OshKosh B'Gosh overalls. Man, he is soooo cu...

"Heyyy!!" says the seemingly normal looking lady in mom-jeans on the ledge. All kids look at her, plus the babysitter-teacher-daycare-person. "I GOT TWO KIDS," she leans in closer and spits at them, "AND THEY'RE A LOT PRETTIER THAN YOU."

Something tells me that's not coffee in that cup.