There is something about San Antonio I just love - perhaps it could be all the old buildings that line all the streets or the fact that once the sun goes down, the air smells like Jasmine. Mr. Tim Summa lives here - conversing aimlessly to his kitties, dwarfing the world with his gigantically large heart. I love this man.
Everytime I stay with Tim, I am just amazed....at first, with just how large the man is. He literally looks like the descendant of Giant. I would guess at least seven feet when he ducking the doors. After I get past his giant-ness - I am again, just amazed with just how intelligent he is. (Now that I am thinking about it... I am thinking that perhaps, he might have a photographic memory because it would explain a lot.) He is particularly good with very strange questions that have very open answers. For example, one night I started inquiring about the Moth Man - and next thing I know, I am in a three hour discussion about the beginning of civilization, Jesus, the Arc of the Covenant, Gaul, Indian culture, portals, the exact location of where the Moth Man habits..... a million other topics, and in the end it all came full circle - three hours later. And I love every minute of his chain reaction ramblings....
Yay! So Patrick flew into San Antonio!! - Tim gave us our own room, some spare keys, even the keys to his car. Tim dropped us off at the Riverwalk to grab dinner, as he always does, left us his cell number..... "Even if it is 3am, I will come and pick you up, don't worry about calling - just have a good time!".... Riverwalk was crowded with drunk college kids wearing paper white condoms on their heads... Pat did not like it much. Ended up calling Tim early, for a night full of fully entertaining stories about Tesla and fleas and how we won all the World Wars and about Napoleon and lice and black rats vs brown rats.... atomic bombs.... time travel..... wow.
Tim=Awesomeness
Photos: Not completely sure... ha
3 comments:
He sounds cool, but what did he say about the Moth Man? That movie freaked me out!
Very curious about the paper condom hats...LOL! What is that all about?!?
I just love people with stories!!! I think that's why I'm so in love with what you are doing. You get to travel around and collect stories. And you get to take great images too, which provide another kind of story! As I've said many times before...You're a wonderful inspiration to me :) I'm glad you had a great time in Texas. Can't wait to see what you write about Arizona! Hopefully I'll get see you again while you're here ;)
P.S. I just read somewhere that you are Italian...me too! Viva Italia!
Tim has SO many stories, and SO much information - that I get all caught up in his discussions and I am not completely sure about what went on with the Moth Man. I know that Tim says that it is real and that it lives West of the Great Lakes... I will see if I can invite Tim to my blog and maybe he can fill you in... : ) He might not want to talk about it though, he seemed reluctant even when I asked...
Paper Condom Hats... there is a bar on the riverwalk called, "Dicks" - and when you go there, they make a custom condom hat for you to wear while you drink. The hats say things like, "My Dad Never Wore One." "I am wearing a Condom on my head - so stop staring" Stuff like that....
Stories are my life and I love them - sadly all the best stories do not make it into my blog, for a million reasons. I do not want to expose people who confided in me, I do not want to ruin someone's profession, do not want to make any of my photographer friends feel awkward. Some stories are just catty...I write all the good stuff down in a journal - completely honest and rude, and if I ever decide to write a book - I will have all the good guts to flip through and use, names will be changed of course...
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