Huge guys & poor guys

Today my good friend Russ finally sent me some pics from a trip we made to Bermuda in December and I thought I would post one picture as the blog looks somewhat boring, so here we are. For some reason I find really big or tall (the pic their is no joke, I stood next to a model of his when I was small) people quite fascinating, I used to always read all the human height and weight records in the Guiness Book of Records, so when I was in Bermuda we saw this bouncer dude who was absolutely huge. He told me that there are 63 gangs in Bermuda and that all of them have respect for him and would never mess with him (I told him there are 52 gangs in Dublin and every single one of them has no respect for me). He also said he would have become a real good American football player but he fucked his knee up at some point. I was quite happy with that information to be honest and was prepared to leave but he made me feel his biceps and shoulder muscles, which felt a bit weird and I kind of moved away after that. Cool guy nonetheless.
In other news I went to watch this film called the Savages which is just my kind of film, funny yet kind of sad. So worth checking out. Sandra and I wanted to go to some Italian place in town before. Took us 45 minutes to find a parking space. I thought we could stay in a car park but the one we found was 5$ for 30 mins. So we got to the restaurant and we would have had to wait for 45mins as well, so we went to a Chinese place which was really good. Really helps going with someone who can talk Chinese and understands how to order stuff too. Portions were really big so we took some food in a doggybag and Sandra gave it so some homeless dude outside, which of course was very nice. SF has like 12,000 or so homeless people and you see them at every corner, which is kind of strange. Most of them are pretty nice guys and will play you a song on their harmonica for a dollar, ask Colm or Keith about it. Anyway, off for some unhealthy food now.