So I guess I can't methodically ramble...or reveal thoughts I have about my artistic ideas on the internet; that would be like throwing a baby bottle of breast milk into a pen of nursing infants right? I'd like to think I'm a bit smarter than that, but who am I?
I am a creep! I am a silent listener, that's who I am! But I'm also a new grad student at OSU's Columbus Campus and I should probably clarify what I really mean before I'm spit out like back–wash. I like to listen into conversations whether I'm in them or not. You could say I'm interested in human interaction, although truthfully I'd rather not respect the context that most interesting things are ringside with. One man's trash is another man's treasure, only in my case I'd rather make sure your vocal garbage isn't lying right next to the untied, boiling dirty diapers. It's not that I don't care, I would rather keep myself happy in the process, that's all.
Almost every day, I take atleast one forty minute bus ride to get to where I'm going. And It's no lie that most of the time it's the best part of the day for me. Public transportation maybe be one of the only times you can find the similarity between a suit and a bum besides the same transfer card. It's a good chuckle, and that's why I love to listen and watch. I want this blog to be a release of information just like all the other millions. It's in the same vain of the Overheard site, just with an artistic twist. Here's to hoping I gain more followers on this than Jesus Christ did during his public diary days.
Oh, and I'm not a voyeurist...I'm pretty sure there's a sign on the bus condemning it along with food, drink and loud music. Let's have some fun and keep our hands away from the open windows.
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