28 feb. 2007
It is about 65-70 degrees out, so I did the only logical, natural thing to do in such a situation, taking my conga drum to play outside my building for a good 45 minutes in the middle of the afternoon. Why my whole department was not out there with their congas, I don't know. It was kind of interesting to see what people did when they walked by, and to see how this varied among people who know me and people who don't. Nobody gave me spare change, but that was to be expected.