Vigil was mellow. Someone yelled we should get a job, someone flipped us off. But mostly it was nice. Lotsa honks.
Then our friends King Ron and SJ and T showed up. SJ dropped off King Ron, stopping in the middle of the street, stopping traffic.
So Ming and King Ron held a giant Food Not Bombs banner as SJ and T parked. SJ and T ended up arriving at 9:55 and the vigil ends at 10. T held a sign I had never seen before that said ARREST KILLER COPS.
Then it was 10 and we held hands and prayed. Then we walked back to our vehicles, and J was clowning with something she found on the street. She didn't know what it was. "It's a glowstick," Ming told her.
"Raver kids like to put them in their mouths and chew on them while they're high on ecstasy," R said.
So J put the glowstick in her mouth and chewed on it, which I still can't believe. Then they drove off.
Ming and I tried to go to the Beat. We heard it was closing in October. But we were wrong--it was gone already.
Ming went to Walmart to buy chips because it's guacamole day and finger cots because J cut her thumb badly. Then we delivered those and a bunch of leftover JFOD fruit, and Ming happened to see glowsticks for 79 cents, so he bought J a red one.