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Very European buildings at Clinton Square

Becca threw together a song circle down in Clinton Square. We met up near the future stage of the Syracuse Jazz Festival, which takes place this weekend. Things were pretty good, but at about 10:30 a bum showed up. He kept rambling on about Christ and how we were all good Christians. Laugh. It was all fine and good until he started getting near Becca and Danya.

I tried to get myself between them and the bum...call it chauvenism or whatever you want. He kept slapping my back during songs and singing, "Hallelujah." Dennis got a bit fed up with him when he asked if he could, his breath wreaking of cheap booze. We left and the drunken bum got pissed off, then got one of his homeless friends to follow us down to the coffee shop, heckling us. I was almost hoping that they tried something so that I could try some of my Kenpo out ;-). Anyway we all made it safe and sound to the shop.

From Left to Right: Becca, Matt, Neil, Danya, the woman whose name I never remember, a guy whose name escapes me, and a kid whose name I can't remember

I'll fill in those names as they return to my memory.

Anyway, this weekend Stephen and I are hauling off to the gunks to do some rock climbing. Might get some snazzy pictures from 500 feet off the ground :).