Just under par

I'm currently listening to: "Family Affair" by Mary J. Blige

Between classes, there were some people rapping in the courtyard near the University Center and the Sverdrup building, not far from the library. My curiosity took hold, and I found myself wandering over to see what was going on. There was a table selling raffle tickets, and a guy "spittin'" lyrics. You know, I've only seen guys spittin' a few times before- generally at the high school I used to go to. Even then, I wasn't sure how many of them they made up themselves... they managed to keep it clean (yeah, right) and supposedly had an album out (mm-hm, yeah).

I don't know exactly why I was drawn over there. Just for the hell of it? Maybe. I mean, rap isn't my fave genre, but it's not bad either. When I had gotten there, the Gorlok mascot had wandered over, and was getin' down. Have any of you ever seen a 5'5" yellow mythical creature bouncin' his- aaaanyway...

At the booth they were also selling "Webster SuperFan" T-shirts for two dollars a pop. Two! I hastily checked my bag for my ATM card and came up empty. Then I checked my pockets. One dollar and thirty cents. Failing that, I listened for a few more minutes, and allowed myself to walk away, even though I had made myself very conspicuous in my red shirt.

But then again, I don't need the T-shirt. And there was still a group listening to the guy with Webster spirit knockin' on Fontbonne. I wonder what I'm missing right now by typing this.

Ah, well. No need to get melodramatic about it.

Next time, though... next time I'll get a shirt.