Riding Giants is pretty spectacular. Definitely check this thing out when it hits the theaters. Great documentary, and it steps you through a lot of surfing’s history. The stories from each of the surfers were often as good as the video of the waves they rode. I kept hearing great things about Stacy Peralta’s Dogtown…
Sat down on the couch last night around 7:30 PM. Was kinda hungry. Woke up this morning at around 3:00 AM. Still sort of hungry. Walked to my bed and went right back to sleep. Woke up later around 7:00 AM. And kept hitting the snooze bar until around 8:00 AM. I’m pretty beat still….
I guess this is better than them not liking my work.
A few of us hung out afterwards, and helped break down the site. We packed everything into Rob’s car, and everyone planned on reconvening at Rob’s. I feel bad as, so far, I have yet to see Rob’s place. But I was completely beat, and planned on heading home to recover from the weekend. At…
At a few points later in the day, several folks from the Latino/Gospel show came by and invited us to join them. We all politely declined, but there were several jokes muttered under peoples’ breaths. This bugged me, and it took me a while to figure out why. I don’t feel I subscribe to any…
Got back into the city, and stopped off at Stanley’s for some veggies. Made some guacamole dip for the picnic, and trundled off to Humboldt Park (where, amazingly, I have never been). Gretchen’s having an all-day party in the park, and I headed off the join the festivities. Here’s what I was greeted with, being…
I’m going to guess that that wispy stuff was smoke from our cigars.
I was able to wake up early (needed to get back to Chicago for a birthday party), and before hitting the highway, I stopped by the graveyard again. This is a shot from roughly the same angle as last night. This is the grave where that shape was pointing to.