WalkTheWalk

One of the things I share with my roommates is the fact that we lived on the same hall our freshmen year. As such, we enjoy many of the same jokes about school and friends. We share stories about the professors and students we know.

There's the prof with the man crush on my roommate.

The one who looks lost all the time.

There's the elusive "Steven Seagal," a student? who must have lived near us freshmen year. He got his name by ALWAYS sporting skintight underarmour tank tops no matter what the weather, black sunglasses, an occasional bandanna, and black cargo pants with black tims. And yes, "Steven Seagal," had a pony tail.

What made him so "Seagal" was his ability to surprise us. "Steven Seagal" didn't walk by you on the drillfield, or sit down next to you in class. He broke through a bush next to you, or jumped out of a tree by the bus stop. Putting you in total shock, and laughter at the same time.

Both scenarios are true by the way.

And after such impressive entrances he always just walked right by you, never even glancing at you as you stared him down, wondering "Who the hell are you?"

Of course any student will know the "Beat Box Kid." The name says it all. He walks around campus with one hand on his mouth beat boxing. It usually sounds like the same beat, but I don't really know, I don't beat box.

We often ask ourselves does he have conversations, does this go on in class, when does he eat?

To get an idea of just how big this guy has gotten on campus I'll share a story. I was at the bus stop waiting to go home. A girl sitting on the bench next to me was one the phone, and seemed to be doing most of the talking. It starts with the low steady thump of the beat "Beat Box Kid," is spitting. Then he's in sight, walking up the same sidewalk the bus stop is on. His eyes are pointed down at the ground. All the eyes on the sidewalk are pointed right at him. While he passes us, I smile, and my imagination runs with images of him sitting in the back of a quiet classroom struggling to keep his beat going without alarming the professor.

But I'm brought back to earth when the girl next to me yells into her phone. "WAIT, I can't hear you. That F**ing Beat Box Kid just walked by."

Another classic is "IPOD guy". IPOD guy wears high fashion clothes and WALKS THE WALK. He's also one for sunglasses, usually the shutter shades that Kanye made popular in the "Stronger" video. Ohh, and of course "IPOD guy" doesn't settle for a back pack, but well, a man purse.

"IPOD guy" came on the scene with his tenacious walk last year. He started small, I heard about him over dinner one night but hadn't witnessed the passion that was THIS walk until later in the Fall.

Most likely the walk stems from the music he's listening to. (if you hadn't gotten it, he always, always wears an IPOD) I saw him downtown, at dinner on a Friday night with the IPOD in!

As to what music he's listening to, I don't know. Be my guest to try and walk next to him and listen in. If you think you can match stride with a runway model, you're wrong. He's lost me on numerous occasions.

Now on a different tangent, both sorta related. My hair has gotten pretty long and needs a buzz. I wanted to put one of those lines in the front of the buzz that black guys used to wear. I don't know what it's called so I go online to look at a few hairstyles for men. Suddenly I'm introduced to the picture that accompanies the "shaved" hairstyle. I'm sure it's "IPOD guy's" dad.


If you know "IPOD guy" you realize how good this is.

Rest Well.