Saturday, November 12, 2011
Cleveland City of Light, City of Magic
Drank this at Wonder Bar in Cleveland. On the television was a basketball game on an aircraft carrier. It's my impression that basketball games are generally not played on aircraft carriers.
Sometimes when I play with long exposures I improvise a tripod: the ground. So I set my camera on the ground on 4th Street, set the timer and let it do its thing:
While the unremarkable photo above was being taken, a foot stomped down just behind the camera. Asshole drunk guy? No, a policeman. Ha ha, funny joke policeman! But I got my shot and picked up the camera. I asked him how policing was in Cleveland. "IT SUCKS," he said. Well, I am somewhat glad I suppose.
I think it is a bad sign if your local recreation facility is named after a loan outfit. Just saying.
This is possibly the ugliest monument I have ever seen:
And on that note, the song I always think of when I think of Cleveland: