So I was sitting,  mesmerized,  by the sight and sound,  this revelation,  this kazoo video,  "Hum... Don't Blow,"  featuring a mysterious white-bearded shaman named Captain Kazoo...  how best to describe it?  Methinks it begins,  innocently enough, much like the opening theme music to Hawaii Five-O,  then something,  something,  something...  the voice,  so soothing and innocent,  yet ever so relentlessly insistent...  then some other thing or other happens that sounds like exploding…

   So I was listening to Olds Sleeper's Born To Lose while eating my lunch, half watching

   the video, when out of the corner of my eye I caught an incongruity of a sort...  a ripple in 

   the fabric of reality, if you will.  Across the room from me was a television,  on but muted,

   set to CNN.  What should my eyes behold?  A so-called tech reporter.  Doing what,  you

   might ask?  She was idiotically strumming away at some sort of stringless digital…

                                                       I'm hungry.  Can I have a cookie?  

                                                      Guess that was to much bourbon!