A beautiful night in the Mission
No really… it was a perfect temperature, and the crazies were all on a crazy fast of some sort. I took a few minutes of footage on my bus along Mission street, and was reminded of what a colorful and beautiful city this is—even in the unlovelier places.
After hopping off the bus, I watched a guy spraypaint a face on the back of a delivery truck. Awesome work.
There. I said something nice. Now you can lick me where I pee because it doesn’t happen often.
The Urban Marketplace
Today’s forecast: Cracky with a chance of heightened paranoia. I got served by a toothless crackho who wanted to know what was up with the camera. Oops. Momma was very wary of something today. I decided to chill with the camera. Something weird in the air for sure.
Today’s highlight was a guy selling two gallons of Bacardi “1 for 5 dollars, 2 for 9 cause that’s a great deal!”
Random pimp-n-ho:
It’s Miller Time:
Hiya Screenhead!
OK – so someone apparently caught my ass pink-handed and posted me to screenhead… now that cat’s outta the bag (perhaps not my finest choice) I need a new disguise. Here are more pics of it, since several folks e-mailed asking about it.
So – what should I use to disguise my camera? It’s gotta be small, not look like a camera (duh) and should look perfectly normal being carried between belly and chest height.
You can see I have the finest fabrication qualifications. I got the kung fu grip on my mothafukkin glue gun, I have more foam rubber than a crack ho has teefs (way, way more) and I’ll cut a bitch with my Xacto knife. Hook me up with suggestions!
Bring me the Purell
She has an itch she can’t scratch. Meanwhile her pimp heads off…
Turns out he was PIDDLING on the street. Can you believe someone would do that? Now I understand why it smells like pee at 16th and Mission! (I know the camera angle sucks. It will get better.)
