Two tipsy men wandered by last night looking for change. One of them asked for thirty-eight cents.
"Three plus eight equals eleven and eleven is the number for change."
I gave him a quarter for saying so.
Then the two of them took a good look at my bright orange coat. I bought it so I would be warm when climbing mountains. Once in a while I wear it in the rain.
"You got that from the L.L.Bean catalog, didn't you?" the other man asked.
"Nope," I said.
"Oh."
And they wandered off to do whatever it is that clowns do on rainy nights when they aren't wearing whiteface and when no one in particular is paying attention to their antics.
