This is the infamous Bush Man. He sets up shop every morning in the Fisherman's Wharf area of San Francisco. I think here he was just outside of Pier 37, on The Embarcadero.
You might not be able to tell, but he's sticking his tongue out at me at the very beginning. Sometimes he cracks "his own self" up. He obviously loves what he does, even if it IS compltely off the wall.