while the thoughts raged

i listened to a heavy-set guy playing a ukulele on a concrete table, serenading two women playing a game of catch. my mind was full of theses and potential theses and portential theses, and all i really wanted to do was drink my coffee and clear my head before class began.

little did i know, yesterday's musical mid-afternoon foray proved to be just what i needed. it seems the man was some sort of modern day troubadour, halfway between Bob Dylan and Adam Sandler. it appeared to be an original composition with the following splendid refrain:

"hush girl... just shut your lips...

do the Helen Keller... and talk with your hips..."

this, from the same university campus that boats a Dunkin Donuts on the ground floor of the library...