Day 2

Day 2

So I had a nice little surprise today. I woke up unnaturally around 7 am (backward time change of 3 hours), and I decided to take advantage of it so I went jogging. 

A few blocks into it I noticed a woman with a pink thong, matching bejeweled bra, a white cape ... and giant pink fairy wings. Now mind you, I've been to cities before, but still a little jarring. As I kept going on, sending that image to the back of my mind, attributing it to a morning stumble home after an amazing Saturday night. However, a few blocks later I saw Wilma Slaghoople and Betty Rubble (matching hairtie included). Sadly enough, I didn't have a chance to ask to take thier picture, but life goes. 

Turns out its San Francisco's annual Bay to Breakers marathon. Now mind you all, I only a camera phone to take pictures but its worth taking a google look at festivity that is this footrace. 

Imagine:

Daylight + Alcohol + Halloween + Walking.

What do you get? Only one of the greatest sights I have ever seen. Haha. Google image results posted for visuals sake.

http://images.google.com/images?rlz=1C1GGLS_enUS291US303&sourceid=chrome&q=bay%20to%20breakers&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&hl=en&tab=wi

I was able to go watch them later at Golden Gate Park later that day, but seeing as how I was not with dress code and lack of standards, I left a while later. I ended up going to a much quieter and family-friendly park. Note the little league practice in the far distance. There I did some light job searching, but the lack of electricity eventually forced me out. 

Rest of the day was less eventful, ended up watching television and stuck to my computer more than I wanted. There's tomorrow to cover my tracks. 

One of the greatest amazements today was when I encountered an older man, completely naked. Now, as an older gentleman, he didn't have much to show body wise, but he looked completely relaxed. As if he was wearing a three-piece wool suit. I found this very inspring, he obviously was at a point in his life when he was comfortable with his body, and a passerby aptly mentioned that when he grew old, he would do the same. So my question I guess is then: 

When you grow old, would you show off you tatas as a sign of confidence, or keep them safe as a sign of dignity? Are they even independent of one another?