today on a lovely day me and " ventured into one of our favorite stomping grounds. Harvard square in Cambridge. where we hit up million year picnic a comic shop and the garage which has a newbury comics and the anime store Tokyo kid. Tokyo kid was once the coolest place on the planet for me! all these crazy art books and interesting stuffs to be bought...recently for some reason it's faded a bit and I rarely buy anything from them. at one point the kid even had a rockman (megaman to us) arcade machine those, man those were the days. anyway Harvard square is prime real estate for street performers, and today me and the boys took in some street performance and were encountered many a wonderful creature...

there was the guy who dressed up like an angel statue, which I found to be rather creepy.I asked my friends if it was wrong for me to want to throw something at him, or to see if he would move if I stole his money jar. he left for a little while but came back later.

Then we stumbled upon Rob's Magic, a 12 year old kid, presumably named rob, who did magic tricks and was pretty good at it. I figure, he owes us a cut of the money, once we got him going a decent crowd stopped by to check out the act and although he screwed up one of his last tricks, he was decent and he almost got assaulted by our next fun sight for the day...

70 year old drunk guy- when we first saw rob he was talking with an older gentlemen who was very clearly wasted. he exclaimed that when he was 13 he got these tattoos (pointing to his arms) and then at fifteen he rode a harley with out a license, he of course mimed riding the aforementioned motorcycle before saying his magic trick would consist of blowing all of us up with a hand grenade. he stumbled away and attacked a nearby street sign as his encore. we hoped we would met him again before the day was out...

next we had the hippi puppet show and karoake...this one is a little strange...so of course I have a video to share. I didnt film this nor do I know the people involved.

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apparently he goes by Uncle scams, which I didn't know. His act consist of him saying random crazy hippi talk from behind the puppet. the puppet moves it's mouth and has a "booger" called nostraldamus and then he sings childrens songs and asks for people to don the other puppet and sing along. we were hanging out in the square kind of watching everything with him to the back of us, when we got up to leave and said "thanks for listenin guys, good luck with the skateboarding" or something involving skate boarding, skate boards we did not have, maybe it was our shoes? who knows.

then there were the regulars, the guy who paints and the little asian man who plays "music" on some biazzre little instrument. I use the quotes cause at times the screeching and blood curdling sounds that it emits could not be considered music. at least not on this planet. perhaps some where else. it was here that we spotted the man who appeared to be in the midst of a fox hunt, only he had lost his horse and dogs.

Before we caught the T back home, we once again spotted our old friend The drunk, enjoying a milk on a nearby bench. shortly there after we noticed him on a pay phone, we don't believe he was talking to anyone. we did what any sane people would do and decided to follow him. Our hope was that he would encounter the angel who at the time of the phone incident wasn't that far away. we weren't sure what would happen if the two were to met, but we knew it would be funny...sadly the drunk attacked a tree nearby and stumbled across the street and out of our lives forever. but not before touching our lives and our hearts forever.

ahhh, cambridge.
till next time
-JL-