Will he do it?

I hope Barry Bonds hits the damn home run tonight so I don't have to come back tomorrow. For those of you who don't know much about ballpark traditions, die-hard San Francisco Giants fans gather in boats, rafts, kayaks, and in wet suits in the bay behind the right field fence, in hopes of catching home runs (or catching record-breaking home runs). That's who you see behind me in the picture. If you're watching the game, you've probably seen me in the shots of the boaters. If you're not watching the game, Bonds did not hit a home run in his first at-bat. Time to go for now. I may check in again later.

So much to tell

As I finished a smoke outside Mythic Pizza in Lower Haight yesterday, some dude asked me, "You wouldn't know if Memphis Minnie's takes food stamps, do you?" I responded, "I don't know; I've never been here before." He then said, "Oh yeah? You look like a Haight Street person." Right after that I had a long chat with a homeless guy named Tim Luper (pictured w/ me). This morning I saw a Kelty Grand Mesa 2 tent for $96 at Sports Basement. Don't know if that's a good price, but it looks like a nice tent. I'm now on Green St @ Leavenworth. A laborer named Jethro told me Davy Jones of The Monkees lives in the house across the street. A few minutes later Jethro gave me $5. Even though I totally hate baseball and Barry Bonds, I plan to sit outside the Giants' game tonight because Bonds might just break the record while I'm here. As much as it disgusts me, it would be stupid for me not to do it.
I might just end up with some great footage of something a lot of people feel passionate about.