Thursday, February 04, 2010

It's a question of perspective

I was in the restaurant yesterday when I suddenly realized I desperately needed to pass gas. Fortunately the music was really loud, so I timed my gas contributions to the atmosphere with the beat of the music. Always trying to find non-standard ways to practice I thought to myself, I wonder if this counts as practice time? And after a couple of songs, I started to feel better.

As I finished my coffee I noticed that everybody was staring at me...

Then I suddenly remembered that I was listening to my Zune.

So, how was your day? ;O)

1 comment:

DavidShag said...

I am fast coming to the conclusion that one NEVER gets away with the surreptitious public flatus. I once heard that the reason they smell is so that the deaf may also enjoy them.