7/29/2008



KID

After eating dinner on the steps of the statue in Columbus Circle on a lovely and lively Sunday evening, I started filming a some manic bike-riding child in a ridiculous jester’s hat going round and round through the crowd; his mother doing nothing to control him, the situation a seeming invitation for misfortune. Sure enough as irony gets what it wants, once we were ready to leave I wasn’t paying attention to where I was, and the little fucker ran right into my knee with his front wheel, then went sprawling onto the ground. He was fine, my knee was a mess, and the parents sitting nearby could have cared less.