No, I ask them if they want a hit of the green bud while they sit there and listen to me tell them the story of how Robert Plant wrote Misty Mountain Hop right there on the side of the hill where we're sitting. They always turn me down. But really, if they looked a bit harder they would see that despite it being a bit dirty and perhaps stinky, it is a Columbia parka, not exactly homeless clothing, nor is the bike. But people see what they want to see and disregard the rest.
Walkin' in the park just the other day, baby,
What do you, what do you think I saw?
Crowds of people sittin' on the grass with flowers in their hair said,
"Hey, Boy, do you wanna score?"
And you know how it is.
I really don't know what time it was,