I spent an extra fifteen minutes in the shower, rubbing myfingers against the plastic door.  Depending on which part of my finger was making contact, I’d get varying tones. I could use different parts of different fingers (all ten of them, at one point!) to create harmonies and choruses.  I thought about sampling the sounds so that talented people could mix them into music, but then I realized it sounded just like a record scratching and that I’m kind of a simpleton when I’m covered in cruise-ship soap.

I kept at it, though.  I think it was the highlight of my month.