I recently went to a club and saw a band.  I may have danced a bit.

The band was taking pictures of the crowd.  I thought it would be fun to see the pictures. So I went to the band’s web site.  And I saw the pictures.  And I was in one of them.

And I realized that there are two possibilities:

1. That I close my eyes and sing to the lyrics if there’s a song I like.

Or:

2. Someone stepped on my foot and I cried out with pain.

Dear God, I hope it’s the second. Otherwise it’s way past time to stage an intervention.