The world sees me as an educated, cultured woman.  I excelled in school.  I thrive in my career.  I've performed Shakespeare.  I've sung Mozart.

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And I laugh so hard that I cry while playing with sound machines that replicate farting and burping noises.

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Believe it or not, I first stumbled upon this sound machine during a June trip to Portland.  I wanted it so badly, but I told my inner 10 year-old boy, "No!  Behave!"

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When I came across it again this past Saturday, I caved.  I tormented everyone in my path with my new toy, including my work colleagues on Day 324.

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Very few people appreciated it as much as me.  But those that did...I have a new-found appreciation for.  You, my friends, are my kindred spirits in comedy.  When can your inner 10 year-old boy come back out to play again?

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O.k.  I'm off to watch a terribly smart and witty British comedy.  I need to redeem myself.

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*****

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Does anyone else out there own a sound machine?  Do you secretly want to?  :-D

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