As someone who played drums for 7 years and even got a minor in music composition, I feel that I may have at least a semblance of an excuse but really it’s just an elaborately constructed bit of procrastination.  This gets exponentially worse the more dancy (dancey?) and bumpin’ the music gets.  I can’t help it!

Even now it’s difficult to write because my shoulders are swaying, hips bouncing and fingers tap-tapping rhythmically on the keyboard.

Ok, now that 20 minutes have passed I better finish writing this.  The gist of it is that I’m a slave to my  own inner Patrick Swayze.