Okay, fair warning - before you click the image and get upset with me for the 12 seconds of your life I just wasted... What you are about to see is the result of *months* of training. I happily devoted *all* winter to practicing rapid glass movement technique, to bring you this small piece of entertainment. Just think of all the shattered wine glasses. The cut fingertips. The frustration of having to sweep the floor *again* after seven hours of practice for the third day in a row. But it was all worthwhile...

"..Don't cha' wish your boyfriend was *not* like me?
Aren't cha' glad your boyfriend's not a *geek* like me? (aren't cha?)..." ;-)

P.S. Some of you who know me may be surprised and impressed that this piece does not have a "dramatic conclusion". Admit it - you soo saw my hip subtly brushing against the island as I walked back to the camera, followed by a riotous downpour of glass shards... Ahh, the wonders of modern video editing. ;-)