I'm sitting here, listening to the slow "thum, thum" of a double bass with the "thomm...,thomthomm..." of thunder in the background.

The saxaphone seems to be tracing my thoughts, going up and down and nowhere fast.

I really should do this more often.

Wake up when everyone's rushing to work.

Eat my breakfast as they settle in for another day of clock watching.

Take a drive while they hang around the water cooler.

That's the life.

Ah well, here's yet another failed Flash experiment.



I've lost the .fla, so I'm stuck with that kink in the animation...oh well, I just can't be bothered to redo it right now.