It would all be in good fun if it didn’t mean so much to us.
Having been nine and a half up six weeks ago and now down a half a game and knowing the Dodgers are down by a sh*t-ton to the Tigers in Detroit right now, it’s motivating. (Man, I hate interleague). If we can get the win tonight we can erase that nagging half game.
I identify with Steve Miller whom wiki describes thus:
“In 1965, when Miller returned from New York, he was disappointed by the state of the Chicago blues scene, so he moved to Texas in hopes of finishing his education at the University of Texas at Austin.
“He was disenchanted with academic politics at the University, so he took a Volkswagen Bus his father had given him and headed to San Francisco. Upon arrival, he used his last $5 to see the Butterfield Blues Band and Jefferson Airplane at the Fillmore Auditorium
“Miller fell in love with the vibrant San Francisco music scene and decided to stay.”
The last voyage of the Space Shuttle Endeavor to the San Francisco Bay Area, brought a whole lot of people out to see it pass overhead. Just as we were setting up to record at the Marin Headlands, the craft suddenly flew into view over my shoulder!
This is in 1080HD so make sure and set it to that on the player. Thanks to J. Oppenheim for driving and camerawork.
And here’s just the Flyover through the Golden Gate Bridge:
On June 10th of 1998, a warm summer evening in New York City, I conducted the Pulaski Bridge Drop, which was based on a bet or dare.
I told the architect Peter Dorsey and his friends at a dinner in Manhattan in 1998, that I would drop off the Pulaski Bridge – between North Brooklyn and Queens – into the Newtown Creek on the photographer Kenny Trice’s birthday as a performance present, and I did.
This blog entry is a chronological placeholder for videotape footage of the event which needs to be digitized and cut to be posted.