Space Man

You always meet the strangest characters when you're down in the French Quarter. So far, my favorite has been a man I met down by the river who called himself Spaceman. This was no ordinary man. Standing on top of a pole while playing the banjo, Spaceman was covered in pieces of scrap metal and wore goggles as if he were about to fly off at any minute. When asked where he was from, Spaceman simply replied with, "Well from outer space, of course!" Somehow, I believed him.