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As the red light was seconds away from changing, I glanced past the steering wheel and knew immediately an image had to be captured, or perhaps lost forever.
I frantically tore at the velcro flap of my camera pouch, mumbling a "please don't turn green until I get this" chant and looking up, down, up, left, right, down...oh, you know, while sweat poured over the shooting-eye's brow. I managed to yank it out of it's case in what felt like a dramatic slo-mo fashion, pressed the "on" button, raised it to my eyes and could not see enough through my clip-on sunglasses. Another precious second wasted. I ripped them off, held the camera out the window and got off 2 shots. From behind, car horns began to create a chaotic vaudville-like clamor that told me I must move NOW! I checked the image and saw I was set to sepia from yesterday, but, of course, directly in front of me, the green light was truly green and the size of that rolling rock-ball in Indiana Jones and definitely heading towards me. With no more time to continue shooting, I yelled out to the salesman that I had no job for him, but that I would post the picture up on a web site.
As I moved forward with the metal herd he yelled in response, "I have no food!"