Vancouver Sketchbook 2
While I was in Vancouver, I got into the habit of finishing my day by taking my laptop down to the conference floor (where there was free wireless, courtesy USENIX). On Wednesday night, at around 10pm, the floor suddenly came alive with the sound of the grand piano in the foyer. It was clearly not someone hired by the hotel (the official pianist could be heard distantly in the bar, accompanying a dreadful braying version of “Too Damn Hot”); the unknown pianist was noodling around, pounding out some seriously grandiose chords.
After a while, I realized the barrage of harmonious key-mashing was the “chorus” from Ben Folds’ “Trusted”. Ever more curious, I picked up my PowerBook and wandered down the hall, where I found Ping, iPod earbuds trailing from the sides of his head, picking out the song!
No mean feat.
It was a shame, then, when the night manager came by and kicked us out.