WORDS OF ADVICE FROM HARVARD SQUARE

Help us out here; was there a full moon out last Thursday night? It would sure explain the rather odd chatter filling the air that evening. The first oaths we heard came from a grungy guy walking along the edge of the sidewalk in front of the Coop:

"Clean the birdshit off the benches. Clean the birdshit off the benches," he muttered.

Just past the Hare Krishna band, we encountered two gents engaged in loud conversation with themselves and anyone within hearing distance:

Man #1--"It's all a media conspiracy, media sponge, media sponge. Look at that guy smoking and talking with shadowed breath. See all the taxi drivers? They're smarter than everyone at Harvard put together."

Man #2--"You got it. You got it. You got it...(etc.)."

Just some reminders of the vast range of perspectives out there, courtesy of Harvard Square.