Instead of posting old stuff, if I'm ever too tired to do anything elaborate or just looked at the clock and thought "Oh shit", I will post one of these:
Scene from my walk home. And I knew exactly what this guy was up to. He picked the smallest tree next to the busiest path in Loring Park and then I saw the thin stream emerge. While the people on the path we're spared, those driving on the highway that was ten feet away from the man got a nice view.