Holy Rollers

Oh ya, last weekend I was in Anaheim, CA at a conference and during a set that my friend Ike was playing I maybe got on stage and played a little snar drum (there was no cowbell available).


I must say if the whole comedy thing fails I can always get a job keeping rhythm for a jazz fusion band.  Who am I kidding, it took me three attempts to even spell rhythm correctly.

At least I can twirl drumsticks really, really well. 
It's a charism.