Tonight I met Stevie, a homeless man on the waterfront, as I was attempting (and failing miserably) to get a photo of the awesome moon. Stevie saw my camera and asked if I wanted to take a photo of him. I wasn't going to say no. I did. Then he noticed that I was American and proceeded to tell me that I had to get a photo of his ZZ Top shirt which you can't really see because it was near impossible to lift up his four or five hoodies he was wearing to keep warm.