I saw this guy at the corner and immediately knew I was pulling over. I parked my motorcycle and crossed three lanes of traffic to speak with him. I started our conversation by presenting him a $10 bill but told him that I wanted some of his time in return. He seemed to be in a great mood (he was drinking a tallboy) and seemed to put on a show for my picture taking. He explained how he had all levels of experience and authority in the construction trades, but didn't go into much detail about why he was here on this corner of Cockrell Hill Rd. and Interstate 20.