I looked around me. I fought of the cold

I looked around me. I fought of the cold winter breeze with a warm, comforting coffee.

The liquid warmth of the coffee suffused my chest & my hands gratefully gripped the warm mug. But looking up I noticed I was not alone, waiting in the cold at the bus stop for

spoiling for a fight was the Evil Hyper Homeless Man. The coffee connected with my mutated tissue. I became Captain Caffeine. The crowd in Starbucks

was too busy checking their twitter feeds to notice as I, the Cap squared off with Hyper Hobo. I grabbed a decaf Toffee nut Latte from a barrista & ignoring the "hot liquids warni

warning, drank it all in one gulp. Immediately regretting it, I did not let the burning pain of my throat be known. "Hyper Hobo, we got to move faster," I, the Cap, said.

We barely made it to the water fountain and hailed a taxi. One came right away. The driver was a dog-man.

31st Street. Man I missed seeing those dogs. They reminded me of my uncle Owens, a man who was a bit rough 'round the edges but loyal to a fault. When the cab reached 31 I flipped

out because who, oddly enough, was loitering there on the corner but my Uncle Owens! "Hey!" I shouted at him as I got out of the cab. But he didn't seem to recognize me. "Yo, Uncle

O-oh my goodness what is he doing?" "From the look of it, stepping into oncoming traffic," said the cabbie. I ran over and pulled him back just in time. I saved his life that day.