why is it that the people who appear the least able to give turn out to be the most generous, while the ones snug in the two-story, three-car-garaged, air-conditioned houses are the ones who smile condescendingly and tell you it's just not a good time for them?

and why did i fall asleep with the phrase "my name is caitlin and i'm with calpirg, a statewide public interest group, and i'm out here today working to defend our environmental protection laws" ringing through my head, endlessly?

oh. because i said it at one hundred and thirty one houses yesterday.
right.