Memorial Day in Fisherman’s Wharf

The loud pounding distortion of a hip hop baseline pushed through way too tiny speakers caused me to look behind as I crossed the street. I saw the car and who was inside and then did a double take. Inside the rice burner was a middle-aged white guy with a bandana that could pass for Steve Carell.

I had to share this “life imitates art” moment with someone so I called Dave Kellogg. We started to talk about Lunch 2.0 as I headed toward In-N-Out Burger for dinner. Cat Guy passed me on his bicycle mumbling something about “cat lovers only.” I turned the corner and continued to talk with Dave. We were on the subject of Guy Kawasaki.

“RAAAARRHHHHHRRRRGGGGG!!!”

I almost jumped out of my jeans. A crowd of tourists were in a semicircle around me, laughing. “Shit, Dave, Bush Man1 got me! Hold on, I have to give him a buck.”

I love San Francisco.

Pier 39
Pier 39
Fisherman’s Wharf, San Francisco, California

Nikon D200, Nikkor 18-200mm f/3.5-5.6G VR
1/80 sec @ f/13, iso 100, 18mm (27mm)

1 Just in case you don’t know, most of the panhandlers in the Fisherman’s Wharf area have a shtick. Bush Man squats behind two branches he holds in front of him and scares unsuspecting tourists for money. He also makes passing references to his blackness if the tourists are white (which they invariably are). I was actually thinking yesterday that I hadn’t seen Bush Man in a while. I dropped some money in, did the boxer greet thing with him, and went about my way.

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