Alcatraz Race Report
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Nice, but where’s the “don’t be a dildo…” photo?
Great pictures!! Glad you had a good time and sorry I couldn’t stay up late enough Sunday night to meet you guys.
clm
that was a very nice photo. to fill in the rest, the porno shop marquee said “don’t be a dildo, buy one !!!” I decided to delete it bc my son is learning how to spell and I didn’t want him going through the pictures saying “D…I…L…D…O … dildo … what’s does that mean daddy?”
too bad. next time (?!?!?) you missed the Italian waiter Vincenzo who started the evening by greeting us “buena serra, everyone looks so wonderfuuuuuul tonight.” Someone asked how the bruschetta was and he put his thumb, index finger and middle finger together, kissed them, and said “beauuuuutiful!!” I later asked how an entree was, and he put his hand on his heart and said “I luuuuuv it.” Quite a character.
The better sell would have been to tell her what the waiter looked like. Beauuutiful.
HA HA. Vincenzo must be the new guy since I don’t know that name. Gian Luca, Luciano, Alessandro are the usual crew.
Speaking of, where do we want to go tonight?
Must have been a great day!
This wasn’t at Mona Lisa- that is where they did their pre-race meal.
Jerry and I went to Mona’s on Monday, but I don’t mind going back.
Mona’s works for me.
Great pics! How on earth did you manage to swim with a camera?
Jodi
if that was not a rhetorical question, here’s the answer:
The camera comes with a rubber strap that I was initially going to wrap around my neck and let it dangle behind me on my upper back as I swam, then would whip it around for a shot. That kinda concerned the rest of my team (strangulation was a discussed possibility), so I un-did the wetsuit and wrapped it around my upper arm at the armpit, put my arm back in the sleeve and zipped up, with the camera hanging out of the neck and dangling at my upper chest just under the opening. the rubber strap had some flex in it, so to take a picture I just pulled it up a little further to in front of my mouth/nose or so, and took most of the pix without looking at the viewfinder, using the Force, perhaps I was graced by the passing stormtrooper the day before (see pix). It worked very well, except for the half-dozen times the camera bashed me in the nose.
The fatal flaw - every time I yanked the camera it stretched the elastic strap around the back of my arm. Think - thick rubber band around your wrist and the “ouch” that results on one side of the wrist when pulling the band as hard as you can in the other direction, then the “oh, that kinda pinches” that side when the band comes back. So that only happened around my lat and rear delt maybe 20x during the swim.
Chafing is not a good word for it, “4-inch cut” is a better word (nothing even close to your toe-long blister though), mixed with saltwater. no fun. my son finally saw it 4 days later and said “wow daddy, where’d you get that owie!!”
The sport camera’s next mission will be 26+ pictures over the Chicago Marathon course.