Take a ride on the subway and you have the chance of seeing any type of person. Yesterday on my way home I encountered a pack of grown up band nerds. Since the six of them got on at 125th St. going downtown I assume they were some sort of music students at Columbia. They were so fascinatingly dorky I even passed up the opportunity to ride the express train so I could watch them. This was how they spent their 66 block ride: They played a sort of "guess that tune" game with classical composers and their works. They would say the first 4 notes of any piece of music (ex: b-flat, a, a minor, f) and demonstrate how their fingers would be positioned on they keys. The others would then have to guess which composer and piece they were referring to. They were getting way too much amusement out of this. You would think they were on The Price is Right except their version was complete with nerd-appropriate snort laughs, high-water pants, and the the sight of young adults racking their brains to decipher the first 4 notes of a Bach versus a Chopin. I was not surprised at all when they hopped off the subway (still playing their game) at 59th street....presumably to head to Lincoln Center to catch some famous concert pianist they all aspired to become. Truly unique.