It is a rare occasion that I attend a lunch or dinner with people from work and some portion of the meal isn't spent playing with camera phones, PDAs, cameras or computers. It seems as if most of these meals are usually heavily documented with countless photos taken on our phones and sent to our moblogs.
So, yesterday, eight of us from Six Apart were out eating lunch in San Mateo and situated in front of huge windows looking onto the street.
As we waited for our lunch to arrive, the bling bling of all bling bling Hummers drove into the spot exactly in front of our window. We all just stared -- in shock -- at the spectacle of this Hummer. It was all chrome and mirrors and represented excess on so many levels.
And we sat and stared.
And then, Barry Bonds get out of the Hummer and proceeds to walk over to the cell phone store across the street.
And no thinks to take a picture. It the sort of "oh my god, who or what is going to get out of that thing" shock that rendered us photo-taking inept.
And then when he came back, Ben shot this pitiful picture with his phone. (The white sweater inside the car is Bonds).
