D for Dinosaur
I was at Union Square yesterday practicing my set. Not busking, just sitting on the stone wall overlooking the street. A man with a clipboard came up to me as I was still warming up.
"Are you a registered democrat?" he asked.
"I'm an agnostic," I replied.
He kind of laughed, turned to walk away, then came back.
"Can you play some Bob Dylan for us?"
I said no. Then I asked if he would like to hear one of my original songs.
He almost ran away as he was saying no.
I said, "You're running because you're a democrat."
He said, "Good one. You're right."
D for Dylan. D for democrat. D for dinosaur.