| stephane
I came up after class to get a great many books from a list I was given. At the moment, though, I was standing on the corner watching this guy drumming. He was using plastic buckets and some other stuff for drums, including what looked to be parts of an old refrigerator. I noted wryly that he seemed to be more talented than many drummers in bands with drum kits. The beats made me want to dance, or to improvise a tune along with the drumming. I resisted the temptation, but tossed a few coins in the upturned collection bucket and headed on my way... |
brody
"Sittin' in the pit, feelin' like shit, somethin' that I gotta do but I can't think of it." Heh. It's me, Brody Thomas, live and in person and all that here in The Pit, that center of loveliness in Hard-on Squares. Tell our home audience how you feel, Brody. Well....I feel like SHIT. For those of you playing along with the Brody Thomas home game, our hero is down to his last few dollars and desperately in need of a fix, here in the People's Republic of Cambridge... |
| joe
Me an Georgy (that's what I been callin him since we was kids) brought all da shit up from Quincy. Plastic buckets are easy to find, we just grabs em from behind Quik Wok. God knows the wife would tear me up if I ever got me a real drum set in the house. Today, though, I'm out here cause I'm tryin to get her something real nice, on account of our anniversary. We don't never have much extra, me workin at the lumberyard and her at the IHOP, but I been savin, a little at a time, to buy her this ring she wanted. Problem is, I still need thirty-forty bucks. So I'm hoping the bucket fills up, you know what I'm sayin?... |