Mostly, people suck. The other night, a drunk man was at a deli while crying about wanting to see his son. He was also, of course, yelling at me with all the required projectile saliva. The deli cashier told the drunk man not to curse in front of young kids like us (Mark and I). Ah, the benefits of looking like a 14 year old. Before all of this, on the way to the deli, someone drove by saying, "Fucking asians." Conor jokes that maybe the man was saying "I love fucking asians" and I just didn't catch the first part.
Anyhow, Conor likes to wake up at 5 am to torture himself (he calls it working out). So, in an effort to un-rust myself, I photographed him.
Afterwards, I got a bagel at Bagel Corner, then a large iced coffee (no sugar) at Starbucks, where I got to meet Jonathan.
Apparently he skates, shoots photo and video, but wishes he'd get more into photography. Cool guy, not grouchy at 6:30 in the morning. See, not everyone's an asshole.
