Say what? Now this is happening a few blocks from where I travel to Pete’s shop, through the most heavily populated area of Obama partisans, and some other nutcase shoots-up an artists paintings 4-blocks from where I normally set-up?
I must be out of my fucking mind doing what I’m doing.
As would be the fashion the first thing that happened was a clash with Officer DeFrillo, my arch-enemy.
He once again refused my help to drag him out of his misery.
My next clash came with the crew from CNN filming a documentary on “income inequality.” And still abuzz off of caffeine and my brush with Officer Misery I ripped into them without mercy. And to their credit, they took it all like gentleman, even after I spit at their feet.
It’s a wonder I’m alive.
The city is swamped with police presents because of some basketball thing. I got to speak to Bill Russel’s daughter. She liked my work.
All in all the rig handles okay, but it will need some modifications before I feel comfortable putting the electronics on it.