Most of the time I never know where I'm hiking. So I’m sitting at my favorite watering hole at about 5:30 pm this afternoon and I notice that a woman has taken a seat next to mine. She has blond hair. I sit down at my seat and extend my hand and say: hello, I’m John. She looks at me and moves one seat down. I’m Sherry, she says. And that was that. I’m a handsome Native man. She’s a white woman, butt ugly. I’m dressed to the 9s, with $500 shoes. Her, she's got on dirty tennis shoes. Just had to get that off my chest.