If there’s one thing you can say about mankind
August 2, 2005 9:59am
… There’s nothing kind about man.
i awoke this morning, wondering if it was raining, or if we were being bombed.
the heavens seemed to just open up and unleash all it had upon the french quarter. rarely have i seen/heard such a display. it was quite amazing.
the thunder still rolls as i type this, drying off in my office.
and this morning, while dropping off rent in Pere Antoine Alley, i inadvertedly stepped in shit.
human shit.
Chomps (currently at SIGGRAPH) on the subject of my morning displeasure:
“hahaha. you are making (me) miss home“.
