The Yard Dance 2

Darrin Wright
Performance: 

Moondog

Carol Loud

This is a story from my New York City life during the late 50's. I was getting a Master's, riding the subways to work and classes at NYU. I saw Moondog standing in a trance on a street corner - probably in Midtown somewhere. He stood positively still, eyes closed, holding his "stave" in front of him - possibly for balance. My conservative self thought he was magical, a creature from way out - he wore an all green outfit that appeared to be in triangles. I was fascinated. Later I learned that he was a musician and I bought his LP. A year or so after, I was boarding a very crowded subway. As I groped for balance, I grabbed a pole. There was a small murmur from other passengers - into my horror I discovered that the passenger seated in front of me was also holding the pole and it was Moondog. I tried to apologize, but he made no movement and didn't say anything. I guess he was in a trance.

Fibonacci

Chris Philion

0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55, 89... Define the golden ratio.

smags

Abby

The pattern is smoking

So Happy

Richard C. Skidmore

Ouch!

Connor

Pop every joint in your body with a single motion.