Hey, you gotta be you--misleading headlines or no.  I suspect the homeless person was just as annoyed about the season finale of Alias as I was.

Well if that doesn’t bring in some hits from google I don’t know what will.

The angry one sounds just like one of our bus drivers.

There we are, sightseeing in the beautiful and diverse Yellowstone National Park. Near the Geothermal wonders of the world when the big grey and maroon tour bus full of chinese people pulls up. A steady stream of people get off, all smiles sputtering remarks we are unable to translate. Each and every one of them has a camera hanging from their necks. But one of them stood apart from the rest. He wore brown pants that fit as well as Dockers on a 22 year old. A little bit of a pudge, but certainly not over weight. Bright yellow shirt that buttoned up the front and of course the ever popular Nikon dangling. His face betrayed his age, brown, smooth skin. His eyes sparkled and really the only wrinkles he had creased the corners of his smiling eyes, making the sparkle in them merrier somehow. The very best of this oratory picture is the bright orange baseball cap perched atop his head, grey tuffs of hair spilling out the sides. And written on the cap, above this charming, sun browned, smiling, friendly face are the words “Worlds Greatest Grandma”