Noisemakers

I’ve spent the past week or so surrounded by cowbells.

More cowbells than usual.

Next time I go downtown to dig the Olympic crowds, I think I’ll bring my tambourine. I miss playing with my tambourines, which is kind of stupid, because they’re just chilling out in the spare room, waiting for me to feel like some noisemaking.

This song makes me want to go check out my spare room.