Last Nights Weirdness

Since I wasn't tired last night at midnightish I decided to walk into town and try some long exposure photography. The photographs I took were mucking around holding the camera in front of me while the shutter was open on the bulb setting I looked up which allows exposures longer than 30 seconds.

Since the Doppelganger stuff is going to be relocated to my external hard drive I have space for lots of new photos. I will definately be pursuing the cover photos for my One Weird World book idea and writing extra stories to add to the collection.

Those are the photos, now for the story. I had just passed a fight on Union Street across from the taxi rank and was crossing the crossroads over the bridge. There was a skinny guy walking the other way and then he started walking towards me. I generally find the best thing to do when meeting people on the street is to act like the whole thing is normal. The guy introduced himself as Patrick something, several times and assured me he didn't usually get so drunk. He said that most people avoid the drunks and congratulated me on walking through the middle of it. He made it sound a bit more epic though. He shook my hand, a few times, kept telling me his full name and said that if anyone started on me I was to tell them Patrick had my back. I stared blankly as I do at most things I find strange and he hugged me and told me what a good guy I was. The whole time I was trying to work out if he had some sort of angle but thought it best to act like his new friend. A homeless guy across the street shouted at him and insulted him by name and we said goodbye as he crossed the street to argue.

I think the guy was maybe just grateful that I didn't avoid him on sight. Sometimes people do that to me which can help with a sense of safety but mostly bugs me since people are clearly making judgments.