Not too long ago...

...I ran into a professor at the grocery store. We exchanged an awkward hello as he seemed to pretend to not recognize me. Maybe he thought it was like I was catching a super hero in their secret identity. In truth, the experience was anti-climactic for me. Now I know that he likes Federalism, Tax Policy Journals, cute girls in the front row, Cheetos, Pop Tarts, and something called "cheeseburger fingers." I'll tell you where I wish I had caught him while he ran his daily errands: The adult bookstore.