I live in Memphis, in a neighborhood that was rumored to be nice, but as it turns out, sometimes isn't. I have a neighbor who calls himself 'Rooster', another who answers only to 'Yo G!' Life is rarely dull, as the average Memphian has an IQ slightly higher than Forrest Gump, and acts accordingly. A small number of Memphians are geniuses. Even fewer still have hearts of gold. Unfortunately, in the war for our future, the Forrest Gumps seem to be winning. Come read all about it.