I really do need a camera phone
I saw something wonderful this evening in the Park Street station (that's a subway stop, for my non-Boston readers -- oh wait! That's nearly all of you!) It was a street performer of a special sort. Picture it: A middle-aged, paunchy, balding white guy. He's wearing a microphone headset (which reminds me of Madonna's Blond Ambition tour) and has a stereo. On it, he is playing this song:
He has the balance on his stereo set such that you can only barely hear Britney singing. Because he's singing. And shaking his ass. And flailing his arms a bit and gyrating his hips ("dancing"). He seems impervious to the laughter of the crowd on the platform around him.
I think this may be one of the funniest things I've ever seen. I was sad when my train came and even sadder that I don't have a camera phone so I could get a picture.
And that, kids, is the benefit of public transportation.
1 Comments:
Is this what will become of me if I continue to sing at the gym? I'm am speachless. I might be a little jealous, too. I would have loved to see that.
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