Some days I sit with my guitar and sing about fruits. Some days I take off to the wilderness of Scotland and hunt man. Some days – when the weather is just right – I attach an understandably nervous cow to a hang-glider and push it off a mountain and into a short career of “cow-gliding”/panicking air traffic control. Some days I sit and watch the server crash and wait for it to come back up. Guess which day yesterday was?