On Saturday I walked down to Mission Delores park and decided to enjoy the sunshine and read a book. Then this noisy truck pulled up into the clearing in the middle of the park and when I read the side of it, I almost got on the phone to book a one-way back to NYC.
I told him I was taking pictures of people doing "cool things" for a "cool new magazine" and asked if he'd mind posing for some pictures. He was stoked. The only question he asked me was "Should I wear my headphones or leave them off?" "Let's do a few of each, mmmmkay?"
While we were sitting there reading, this dude shows up alone with a duffel bag. He sits down, unzips the bag, and proceeds to construct a two and a half foot-tall hooka...so he can smoke TOBACCO by HIMSELF. Huh? After taking a few sneaky pictures from a distance, Tinny dared me to go over and talk to him and see if I could get him to pose for some pics. It took me a while to wipe the shit-eating grin off my face, but eventually I got my act together and walked over.
We were laying in the park and Fatty went off to the bathroom. When he came back, Grant's started laughing and making fun of his cut-off jean shorts and sleeveless tee outfit. Here he is saying "What? What's so funny?"
On Sunday, Fatty and I headed out to Brooklyn to meet up with Colin, Heather and Frank in Prospect Park. After a few hours of tossing the 'bee around, Heather suggested we check out the Japanese Cherry Blossom Festival at the nearby Brooklyn Botanical Gardens.
