College Kid Live

WickedCoolSteve coming at you, live from Panera Breads. I'm here this afternoon to introduce you all to one of our newest features, College Kids Live. We always have stuff on our minds that we'd love to share with you, and here's the first segment. We've been having massive growth in traffice recently, so we'll be adding new columns and features as time goes on. Enjoy!

The room is warm and bright with trendy jazz floating through the air. Sisson and I are sitting in a booth near the back, just watching everything float by here are a few groups around, and most people have some kind of Red Sox cap on. This is the heart of Sox territory and I don't even want to think of what the reaction to a Yankees cap would be... surely instant death.

A dude in a white button-down shirt, khakis, and tie sits down with four cups of water, all with a wedge of lemon. He has no idea that his comb-over is sticking straight up. He looks goofy to say the least.

The mood is relaxed, with a low murmor of conversation. A cold breeze from the AC is almost too much.

The comb-over's wife has just arrived at the table, and told him about the hair malfunction. It is fixed, and now is well at the table.

As we sit here, enjoying our $1.50 bottomless coffee, and observe the cast of interesting characters (comb-over man included) we can't help but think that we too are being silently judged by the people around us. Just as we see them as almost one-dimensional characters in some kind of movie, I am sure that they feel the same way about us. Despite the fact that there is so much attached to my life, they will likely never see or understand any of it. It's important to realize this and act accordingly. Don't ignore those whom you encounter. Smile, say hello, and think well towards those random people. After all, they're people too.

We've been here drinking coffee for about two hours now. So, with a BCL (blood caffeine level) of around .5, I put on my wicked badass aviators, and roll out here whistling Schools Out . Peace.