Band Hallucinations

This morning I'm in my back yard, watering my grass and playing Frisbee with Rio when I hear this very loud fart noise. As if a giant were standing over my house and cut one loose. I'm sitting there contemplating the realistic causes of the sound when suddenly I see movement on the hillside behind my house. And there, walking along the ridge of the hill, silhouetted against the morning sky, was a man with a marching-style tuba. It was one of those rub-your-eyes-and-blink moments to make sure what you were seeing was really what you were seeing. I cannot offer an explanation of why a man was walking along the top of a hill at 7:30 in the morning playing a tuba when he was a) not a kid in band and b) there are no schools in my area.

Nothing like taking a morning stroll with your tuba. It was so completely random.