This one didn’t photo so well in the bright light, but it was a good one. A guy stopped by to watch and talk, and I don’t know, but when I’m doing this it seems to bring something out of people. He started telling me his dreams and how he wants to go live in NYC but he’s on methadone in Prague and can’t leave. He helped me hold the center on one ring and did a good job with it.
Letna beer garden. It was “Frisbeer Friday” a few weeks ago but, as usual, my friends were late so I decided to do this for a while in between.
Saw Tommy Trumpet and some clowns, they said “hey ya Eddie is having a frozen pizza and bottled beer party tonight” but I was like, “oh no, Nikola is having a potluck and he has a huge massive block of Parmesan cheese sitting in his kitchen…”
The potluck was fun. Two fags showed up with a bottle of domaci slivovice (home made rubbing alcohol made from plums that gets you ZONKED in your brains) and we petted the cat.