The spirit of scientific enquiry
- Come home from a six-hour rehearsal.
- Catch up on four days' worth of dishes.
- With right hand, reach into the dishwater to pull out the metal plug.
- With left hand, reach up to turn on the garbage disposal.
- Science.
- My elbow hurts.
When my sister (the one who just got engaged) was much younger, she cut through the cord of a cassette player with a pair of surprisingly sharp "safety" scissors. The effect was a loud bang and a lot of black smoke. Nothing so spectacular happened on this occasion, but it was enough to ensure I won't be in any hurry to repeat the above sequence.
In other news, this evening I realised we only have one rehearsal left and none of us have seen a set, let alone run under lights.
Come and see our show!
(Also, it turns out that The Roots' Game Theory was pretty much exactly what I was looking for in the way of new music. It's pretty much a must for anybody who is serious about hip hop, or indeed for those of you who are wondering what all the fuss is about.)