RRR 3/7

Sat, 20 Nov 2004

All right burger friends here's the saga of day three:

arrived at my corner of Eastlake and Fuhrman at about 6:23 PM on Friday evening and left at the end of my new CD which was about 7:48 PM. I was working for a good part of the day on my newest addition to my protest, a pretty big banner that was formerly a sign displayed on the roof of the restaurant but now displays my rage. It was made in response to Sabrina's claim that my signs were "too small" and that "nobody could read them."

Javier, one of the bussers at Red Robin, came out to talk to me for a good while and explained to me his plans to go back to Peru for Christmas and work on his 20 acre rice farm there. He doen't know if he'll be able to return. I'm going to miss him. Tim Ausink, one of my old roommates, came and introduced me to Sunny, his girlfriend. I asked him to take a picture, but I left my camera in the car.

Some guy from WASH PIRG came by and noticed my progress in sign size and gave me some advice on what I should do. He told me that I actually needed a permit for my banner because I had to attach a post to it to get it to stand, but that my music was probably okay. He also suggested that I should call a group called H.E.R.E. to gather support for my cause so that it's not just me standing out on the street by myself. I don't think I'll do either.

I think people going south on eastlake are more prone to honking than those going north.

I'm connecting with the young people in the shitty cars and with the older people who have the nicer cars, but still get high.

I can tell when I'm making people uncomfortable. I try my best to keep a disarming smile on me at all times so that people don't think I'm too crazy, but my message does not always get across to them.

Peace to all my Pig Latin speaking peeps,

Joe