the tree of woe

There’s something magical about drumsticks. Specifically, there’s something magical about drumsticks hitting together quickly, four times in a row. Whenever I hear that, a tiny voice in my brain says, “Prepare to rock.”

I think a good sociological experiment would be to take some drumsticks in a crowded place, hit them together over your head four times in a row, and see if anyone joins in the inevitable rocking.