Cracked Out

I was driving Noelle home from Rose's party last night and we were going south on Foothill Boulevard, right in front of Foothill Village. Over on the east side of the road there was a dude walking along the sidewalk in a wife beater and jeans that were hanging off his ass. He was probably in his early 20s. Mind you, it was maybe 15 degrees outside. He was looking all over the place like someone was either watching or following him. He ended up getting in some car that pulled up on the side of the road about two minutes later. Kind of random... however, not so unusual for what Noelle and I tend to see late at night!