Friday June 22, 2001

Squash and I hung out with this guy (an architecture student working as the night museum security guard) taking pictures around the fort museum for about 45 minutes. He was so calm and quiet and we were running around snapping crazy shit. What I loved about him most was his brown U-Haul sweater. There is an amazing bar upstairs in this 450 year old fort. Nobody really goes there but I did my first night in town with a bunch of musicians. Squash probably remembers his name. I don't.