An Apparent Psychopath made the scene at 7th and Montana this morning, settling-in at the Condiments Bar as if it were his second home. "You can't Panhandle around here," he said, glaring at me as I reached for the Half-and-Half. "You'd better watch yourself or they'll lock you up," he added. My first thought was, "Perhaps I've taken Casual Friday too far." Then I realized that he wasn't talking to me. He was talking to an invisible presence beside me. "Life's too short," he continued, as I quietly backed away, "Panhandling will only get you into trouble!" He's right, of course, but something tells me that in his case it might be a bit like the Pan calling the Handle black ...!