Out on the streets last night, doing my job, and feeling good about wearing my new shirt. But, just when everything was going my way - Eric (photographer from KOIN) comes walking up, dressed exactly like me. Same shirt. Tshirt. Glasses. He even had a news camera slung over his shoulder. After that my entire night fell apart: had to edit our story in 20 minutes, fought with another (less cool) news crew over our live location, and pretty much ran around a few moments before our live shot trying to get ready. I blame Eric Patterson for all this happening, and that's why I stole his tripod.

A surreal moment
I was at a makeshift memorial for a man that was shot by the police on Sunday, and when I got up to the memorial it smelled like beer and everything around it was soaked. I was trying to figure out why, and before I knew it...a woman came walking up next to me with a 40oz bottle of malt liqour and poured it on the ground. I thought to myself, "No way," since that stuff only happens in music videos and movies. It's not that I didn't know that kind of stuff happened or whatever. It's just such a bad rap-video cliche that I didnt think it was such common practice. Well, as she stopped pouring the bottle she said, "Rest in peace, homey." - and I thought to myself (louder), "No fucking way!" I was ecstatic when I watched my footage later, and realized that I recorded the whole thing.

Links from my friend, Mac:
Vampires: Fact or fiction? [link]
I need a trunk monkey [link]