I was working at the bar at Halycon the other day. I took a small work break and started talking to the guy next to me. He was from Mexico looking to buy some land here in Texas. After abotu 10 minutes of talking about real estate, he busts out a piece of paper and starts telling me about Jesus. Not the normal Jesus however, the non Christian Jesus who lives in each of us. His English was poor so I might have misunderstood part of it. The next hour went something like this:
him: do you believe?
me: sure, in all kinds of things.
him: good, I thought so.
me: yep, there's physics, economics, (list goes on from here).
him: that's what I thought. And God is everywhere.
me: whoa! were'd that come from?
him: listen here, you need to listen to me.
(about 10 - 15 minutes of him rambling while drinking wine)
me: well, prove to me that god exists
him: what?
me: just give me some proof
him: well you're here
me: ummm ok. But that's because my parents had a good time 29 years ago.
(another 10 minutes of him rambling)
me: I got to take a leak, then take off. later man
him: you seem like a good person but I think you will have lots of psychological problems in the future. I hope not but I think you will.
me: later dude. Enjoy your stay in Austin.

You can call the coffee shop and ask the baristas if it happened. I wasn't about to take a picture of the. He might have thought I was going to steal his sould or something like that.