Justice For...

I was walking home from work the other night and just minutes after I had walked into my building, I heard chanting outside and saw flashing lights. I went out to see what was up and discovered there were people walking northbound on Telegraph Avenue demonstrating against the unjust shooting of Mike Brown, an unarmed teen in Ferguson, Missouri on August 9th, 2014. 

I saw the man in the above photo arrested shortly after I took it, and from what I gathered from the news, he was arrested for "suspicion of resisting or obstructing a police officer." I also saw him take a few blows from an officer's baton. I never saw him resisting, and I certainly never saw him do anything that warranted his being beaten with a club. 

Some Madness Required

This is a text heavy post, but it has multiple photos! Feel free to skip over the text. I know nobody besides my family really cares about what's going on in my life, but whatcha gonna do? The story laid out below simply serves as the context for all of the images. 

The last few days have been rather hectic. On Thursday, my first class was normal. Then I went to my second class, Yiddish in Theatre and Film, a history class. It was the final day of lecture, which meant it was time for our final project. There are only 9 people that are actually in the class, so instead of writing a big final paper, the class did a joint project at the insistence of our professor. He wanted us to do a Yiddish dance, so we came up with the choreography on Tuesday and then performed it on Friday. Our professor participated in the dance as well. The best part is that I think that ends up coming out to about 40% of our grade. So you know, there's that. Immediately after that, I headed over to rehearse for a scene that I was performing the next day. My scene partner was 30 minutes late, but whatever. We rehearsed for a bit and then I believe I headed over to the Campanile to do some portraits for a friend friend with the carillon. 

Fun side note about the portraits: This is the first time I've had the opportunity to really test out my new LED light panel and it works really well. Perhaps I'll do a review of it soon, but I just want to say that it's super helpful.

On we go. Friday morning, I left my place around 9:00 to head to class. It was fine and at the end, my professor said that she might put me on a Room 7 show in the Fall. After that, I went to my section where I was supposed to have a presentation but we ran out of time so I didn't have to go (hooray!). Then I went to rehearse my scene a final time, popped home for less than an hour to grab some equipment for later, and then went to my next class really early to get everything set up for the scene. The scene went fine, and immediately after class ended, I went to the next building over to run tech for a friend's a capella group. I shot this on the way home from that because I was also filming the show so I had my camera with me.

The next day, it was time for me to do photography for the 7th Annual Queer and Asian Conference at the request of a friend. I was there from 9:15 in the morning until 5:00 at which point I left to go do tech for the second night of the a capella show which ran until around 9:45. I stopped at home very briefly to drop off my gear and then I headed out to meet some people to see The Amazing Spiderman 2 at 10:30. It was pretty good. Much like the first film of the reboot, it was better than the previous Spiderman trilogy. Then I was offered the option of free food, so I naturally opted for that road which resulted in me staying up all night and re-watching Black Dynamite. I finally went to sleep on a couch at around 7:30am, and woke up at 11:45.

Lunch Line at QACON

At that point, I ate more free food, and then went home briefly to wash my face before I headed back to the Campanile to listen to my friend's final recital and then go check out the very tippity top of the tower. For whatever reason, I thought it would be super smart to run up the equivalent of ~20 stories of stairs instead of waiting for the elevator. On the plus side, we were exactly as fast as the elevator, on the down side, I very nearly fainted which was a new thing for me. Sleep before heavy physical exertion, kids. At least the top was worth it. If you ever happen to be up there after an end of semester recital and you see a ticket stub for The Amazing Spiderman 2, it's mine. 

Tip top of the Campanile

I got home around 5:30, finally thinking it was over. I cleaned up my place that had become a hideous mess over the last month of not being home much, I ate, and I sat down to do my take home final. After completing that, I started last night's episode of Game of Thrones (S04E05 for those in the future). I only got halfway through when I heard a knock on my door. From there, it turned into YouTube viewing, a video chat, and an unannounced free pizza delivery. At 3am, I finally laid down to sleep. 

Thus ends my tale. But before I depart, I shall leave you with a parting gift. It is fun, much like that other song by the same band that I put on my previous blog post. 

The "suspicious package"

Once again, my path was blocked by caution tape. This time it was for a suspicious package, and it also kept me from getting home. I had the distinct pleasure of standing on Bancroft for an hour and a half while they brought at the robot to poke around the package. I'd like to note that was the worst evacuation I've ever seen. I was told I couldn't go into my building, but I saw all sorts of people standing in front of shops on that block of Telegraph just chilling and the police weren't telling them to leave. So what was all the fuss over?

Just a friendly neighborhood suitcase

Just a suitcase. I'm guessing it probably belongs to one of the many homeless people who cart around suitcases around here. The cop I talked to said that nobody even phoned it in, and that his "Lieutenant decided that it was suspicious."  Another wonderful adventure in the life of Kyle. 

I did however learn that the University of California has their own bomb unit and that they actually serve a lot of the bay area. I also learned that they don't send out the bomb unit for every suspicious package, so I don't know why this one was particularly special. 

Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival

Instead of a photo a day thing today, I'm going to post a bunch from Hardly Strictly. Everybody rocked it: 

Day 1

I'll bet he was at Woodstock too

Visibility was low

The bacon-hotdog man rocked

That bus does not look like it rocked, if I'm being honest

The contrast between empty and full

Day 2 

 So kind of a lot of people wanted to see Steve

Those geese rocked it

 He really rocked the banjo

The Devil Makes Three really rocked


These two were rockin' it as well

Even that plane was rockin' it

This kid was certainly rockin'

Gogol Bordello threw a party, of course

A drone filming the concert/rockin'

And of course, earth rocked it

Hardly Strictly is a whole lot of fun. If you like music festivals (that are free), and you like San Francisco, it's absolutely the place for you. A funny side note about the drone that was recording the concert. Some people around me were complaining about privacy concerns and generally being paranoid about the drone's presence as they took pictures of strangers around them with their iPhones.  

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