Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom!

A buddy of mine gave me a few CDs of electronica/dance music.

I'm not a dancer and I hate clubs, but I strangely like the music. It's kind of hypnotic and it's great when I need to muscle through a project of some kind.

This morning's playlist is a bunch of that. I keep expecting the much-hated fluorescent lights overhead to dim and a sparkly dance ball to do its thing.

Maybe it's not all that helpful to productivity after all...