Sunday, May 18, 2014

Saturday Adventures

Okay now I have to talk about yesterday.

Originally the plan was to go with some friends to shoot a video for their class project. However, one of the girls whose project it was decided to go to a skate competition with some dudes instead. So that left me, Maggie, and Matt by ourselves in outer downtown with nothing to do.


 We ended up going to the park next to our school because that's where everyone goes when they don't know what to do. Now, since it's on that cusp of spring/summer the park tends to always have a wedding going on in it on the weekends. This weekend was no different. As we were walking we passed the lovely wedding set up of the Summey couple.


The previous week, Matt and our other friend. Max, had decided to momentarily crash a wedding going on in the park. Naturally we wanted to do it again, to live up to the Wedding Crasher contact name I had given him in my phone for a day. Maggie and I weren't to keen on full on crashing somebody's wedding though. So we climbed a staircase that was connected to one of the old houses in the park and perched on the balcony that overlooked the whole wedding scene.
Since it was just setting up time, there wasn't much going on. But there was a strong breeze and their wedding signs kept falling down, so we made ourselves useful and ran down to fix it every time they blew over. We ended up meeting and talking to the bride's dad at one point because of that. Real nice man. After talking to the dad we didn't want to look to suspicious, so we went a got pizza for a bit.
That didn't take very long, so we went back to the park.
By that time the wedding had begun and we quietly took our seats on the balcony once more. We got to see the bride come down the isle and boy, her dress was beautiful. Not to big or fluffy or anything. Just right for her. Maggie and I intently watched the exchanging of vows (Matt didn't really seem to care as much). We stayed up there even after everyone had started socializing off to the side and such. Matt and I found the couples wedding website and learned a bit about them, just out of curiosity. I mean, we wanted to make sure it wasn't some dick couple's wedding we just attended and clapped for. They aren't as far as we know. They seem like a lovely couple. A few people seemed to notice us, but the only people that actually said hey to us were just people walking through the park and one groomsman. That's because I said hey to him first and he wanted to be polite. 


After a bit, people watching started to get boring and Matt was getting restless just sitting there so, we left. At first we just wandered around the area and then I decided to bring them to my favorite record store. It's a small, underground place that my dad showed me a couple weeks ago. It's run and owned by this one guy. I think his name is Kirk. He reminds me of some cool ex-hippie dad and Jonah from 30 Rock mixed together. The store literally has the biggest record collection I've ever seen. Plus some random memorabilia, dvd's and posters too. We ended up staying for around two hours and made friends with Kirk while we were there. The way he talks about music is really inspiring, especially when we asked him about Nina Simone. The way he talked about her makes it sound like they had some sort of passionate love affair at some point. It was really nice.  


George Harrison at his finest




What the actual hell


Sleeve-faceing!


After we left Kirk and his wonderful basement of a store, we sat in front of our school and waited to be picked up. In this time, a homeless man with very few teeth came over to us and gave Maggie a single gold hoop earring. He said he found it, but had no use for and he thought a pretty girl like her would find a use for it. He showed us his earring collection (a bunch of stud/diamond earrings in a small plastic bag) and said he wore all of them, but didn't want to wear a gold hoop. Then he put them back in his backpack, along with his gatorade, and went on his way.
 We told him to have a nice day and he told us the same.

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