Sunday, November 22, 2015

As I Pressed The Shutter...


Photo: © S. Banos

I remember thinking- would I be comfortable having a beer with a guy who has giant tattoos of a penis, spermatozoa and varied amounts of weights and ornaments about his genitalia? Not your average thought, agreed. Nevertheless, the one that sprung to mind. And must say, the guy definitely seemed a nice enough bloke. What would we talk about: sports, the demise of the gold standard, the coming El Nino?

It's all very much part of the annual experience called The Folsom St. Fair in San Francisco. You're walking about everyday streets that are cordoned off into a temporary and separate reality, one to which you never quite adjust while there, and for some time thereafter...

3 comments:

Eric Rose said...

Take the term "just hanging out" to a new level. He should tattoo a fishing real above his dick.

Stan B. said...

Now, now, I rather hang with a million of these "dicks," than most anyone in Conservative politics or fundamentalist religions...

Eric Rose said...

I wasn't being negative just poking fun. Each to their own. Yes the ISIS branch of the GOP is pretty hard to take.