One fine late late night after Blues we decided to go to Sparky's in the Castro.
All was well until I discovered that
Bryant's fantastic camera
could take many, many shots in fast succession. Wow. That was hot.
The group at my table was forced to succumb to my fast-acting rapid-fire
shutter finger of death.
The Mihai shot and the few shots of me are courtesy Bryant.
The accompanying 80 meg of film is pretty much my fault.
Bryant,
our photog extraordinaire (though not responsible for the following nonsense)