I walked into a downtown hotel lobby.
They had a nano-particle convention going on there.
The security guy looked at me and said:
"You don't belong here, Sir."
I said: "Wait a minute..."
"Look." Then pointed at my Einstein hair.
Then stepped passed him while he was still
in mid-sentence. His mouth agape, his eyes
a half-bulging stare.
Really, I was just looking for the grand piano.
That is what I was doing there.
And so when I sat down I started playing
the Buddy blues...the security guy said:
"Hey, I didn't know Einstein could play..."
And I said: " I didn't either."
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Melissa A Howells // Meloo straight from her Tilt-a-World