In between shoots and long, slow days of editing, we took our gang to the zoo. I have mixed feelings about these places…not with those who work there or the institutions themselves (often extremely active in wildlife preservation) but with the people who visit: those who hoot and holler or bang their fists on windows. The morons who expect a show when most of the animals are resting during the day. The image above made me angry, everyone pushing and shoving, trying to get that gorilla’s attention…good for him, I thought. Fuck em. Even our kids thought it was indecent.
So, we walked through crowds, we gazed at tired animals and we ate bad food—except for the ice cream...gotta love ice cream. Still, it did feel like summer for a few hours. I can’t believe August is at our door already; I've never lived a season so fast and so furious. Like someone threw me down a well. I'm looking forward to a few consecutive days of rest...soon. Not yet, but soon.