8.24.2009

All That Jazz

We went to an outdoor jazz festival last week. It was set up in an area of the park that was pretty unnoticeable and you had to walk behind these bushes to get in:

I like this guy's style. He reminds me of a wise old sailor and I imagine he smokes a pipe and listens to classic rock music like Jimi Hendrix. He totally saw me taking this picture of him.


This is a bit on the creepy side, but I just kept noticing cool looking old dudes all around and snapping their pictures. I'm not very discreet though, I am sure this guy saw me as well. I am also sure he rules at the guitar.


Oooh this one was my favorite. I love his glasses and the elbow patches on his blazer. I bought a grandpa cardigan at the flea market and I want to sew some on mine too, brown suede just like his. I love old people.


Jana and I shared one beer and both got buzzed, perfect for my budget.


Jorge and his super nice friend (I never remember her name) but she lives around the corner from me and I should hang out with her soon.


Pork, Elisa, and Martina. Right after this we stood up on the platform and started swing dancing.
A centaur statue on the street Pork and Fern live on. Reminds me of Firenze from Harry Potter.

This cat is usually in the window when I go to the guy's flat. He looks lonely, I want to borrow him for a while. I miss Jasper.