scoobadobadowaaaadibadascoowadi ba bida skeewadah
another hoooooooooottt day in madison wisconsin. waaa dahbiba twadi skeedoba
i'm thinking about singing, whistling, and all other musical type things i do in public without really realizing that i do them. i just do. it's part of my nature to burst into song or whistle whatever i've just been practicing. the only reason i became aware of the "oddness" of this (in other people's eyes) is that i completely startled a girl sitting on a bench in humanities today. i don't think she expected anyone to come out of a room whistling. she looked at my strangely, and as i walked past, she smiled humorously, as though i was quaint. inwardly, i laughed, so i started singing outloud. hwahaadobadowa...i like singing. improvising stuff, mostly. would i still like it if i heard what my voice sounded like to other people? i hope so. ah well, let 'em suffer.