I saw this guy smoking crack in the MUNI station, but didn’t want to take a photo too close to him, even though he kept hiding his pipe and all under his jacket.
Ah the joys of urban living. Well, it’s blog mania today. girlfour finally added an entry, and then I had dinner with some friends who almost echoed some of what she had written in her blog.
Is everyone in some sort of funky ass situation with their relationships or is that just what relationships are? I have an evolving one myself, so I am trying to apply all my tertiary learnings to it… let’s see if my blog evolves in the same way or not.
Oh yeah, today I reviewed my first artist statement and got some good feedback. I guess I’ll try my second stab at it and post it here like the first draft…
A good chance he wouldn’t have noticed – see the photo’s at this URL.
http://www.crackcocaineincamden.fsworld.co.uk/webgallery/pages/07.htm
On the other hand, if he had, crackheads are pretty unpredictable…
interesting. I think i’ll be keeping my distance from crackheads in generally, although cracked out people are a different story…
Interesting – perhaps. But mainly very sad, I think.
What is going to happen to these people?
http://www.crackcocaineincamden.co.uk/
I have no idea what will happen, but hopefully they won’t fall in too deep. But that is something they’ll have to change on their own, or else their fate’s will no longer be in their own hands.