Party People

After I'd taken a bunch of pics of Markus Schulz these guys asked if I was taking photos for anything in particular, ie a website or mag, and whether I'd take their pic? Nah, just an amateur I said, but sure strike a pose! Then I did my trick of whipping out my mobile phone and telling one of them to pop their email address into a message. The bloke here was really enjoying the evening so suffice it to say he couldn't quite see the small screen on the phone too well, after he gave up he yelled his address to me and I punched it in, checked I had it right, then went on my way. Cool.

Cut to a day or two after the party when I'd processed the shot and was finally getting round to sending it on... but oh shit! my phone hadn't saved the draft message! Fuck! I vaguely remembered the first half of the email, guessed the last bit, then shot a weird "were you at FMF on the weekend? I think I took your photo!" message to the account - and bugger me if my sieve-brain didn't get it right! Jeeze, I'm usually shit at remembering such minute detail!

Anyway, shiny happy party people.