08 September 00
Here I am at work waiting for the rain to stop.
People say I monkey around (hey, hey).
I could go to class on time, but there’s cake at 2:30 (hey, hey).
What if it rained all at once instead of one drop at a time?
It’s a regular afternoon at the University of Florida. People are going to class, coming from class, walking between two places unrelated to school. Thoughts of the football game tomorrow, thoughts of other weekend activities. A crappy Pinto drives by with the most expensive speakers in the world blasting Big Pimpin’. There’s a forecast of rain, but nobody is carrying an umbrella. That’s because an umbrella is no protection from The Rain. Nothing can protect you from The Rain…