Hope you all had a wonderful and safe Christmas/holiday. Just wondering if holiday dinners have anything to do with the particularly puzzling and unique situation I found myself in a few minutes ago. I know I can count on my DBA friends to give me honest and sage advice.
So, here is my sitch. I am downstairs watching the world junior hockey game (I'm Canadian) and I float a bit of an "air-biscuit". Now, bear in mind, I regularly, and with a good deal of self confidence, crop dust any number of rooms in a typical day. Heck, I'm the guy that gets on the elevator every day at my office and bust out a bouncy C just cause I like to live on the edge. Now, here's where stuff gets real - this gas that I floated just minutes ago would knock a Buzzard off an outhouse from a good 70 yards. Heck, my stationary bike started peddling itself in a futile attempt to escape. There is no doubt in my mind that I have to phone everyone that was coming over and tell them that there has been a death in the family so we will have to reschedule.
What is going on? Is this a case of too much holiday eating? Not enough ruffage? Thanks in advance.
So, here is my sitch. I am downstairs watching the world junior hockey game (I'm Canadian) and I float a bit of an "air-biscuit". Now, bear in mind, I regularly, and with a good deal of self confidence, crop dust any number of rooms in a typical day. Heck, I'm the guy that gets on the elevator every day at my office and bust out a bouncy C just cause I like to live on the edge. Now, here's where stuff gets real - this gas that I floated just minutes ago would knock a Buzzard off an outhouse from a good 70 yards. Heck, my stationary bike started peddling itself in a futile attempt to escape. There is no doubt in my mind that I have to phone everyone that was coming over and tell them that there has been a death in the family so we will have to reschedule.
What is going on? Is this a case of too much holiday eating? Not enough ruffage? Thanks in advance.