Monday, July 13, 2009

Nathan would sniff canned air. After a few seconds of inhalation he would pass out cold, head smack against his keyboard or a little bounce off carpet, just enough to make his hair dance up and down. He was a great guy. I never understood his motivations, but I knew he was a friend.

1 comment:

Marvin the Martian said...

I've never gotten that effect from canned air. Clearly I haven't used enough.