This is my diary entry (recently digitized) for February 15th, 2009:
2/15/09 - 52 Days without a "cig"
last night I decided to make
use of that outdoor outlet
by the great lawn by playing
La Bolduc with the old record
briefcase and juggling. Drunken
people walked by, coming back
from a debauchery-soaked night
in the apartments. One of them
wouldn't leave me alone and
almost fell on my record player
when he picked up one of my
juggling balls (clementine). He ask-
ed me my name and I told him
I was Johnson Mudde. Some
people walked by and stared at
me in horror, as though I were
brandishing three flying knives at
them. One girl wanted to juggle
with me but she didn't know how
and she had too much to drink. She
hugged me and then danced off.
I liked her the best.