Six bananas? That sets me to musing about a very pointless mission I undertook several years back: a visit to the famed gorilla of Amsterdam. Yeah, I skipped a scheduled conference call to go to the show. Yeah, I volunteered for the audience participation part. Yeah, I ate the banana.

Message to Little Joey: you're not the only one in this family who has performed onstage in a foreign country!

I readily admit that your performance abilities are somewhat more developed than mine. And your audience is normally more enthusiastic than the bunch of Sri Lankan business tourists who sat through the entire show looking confused and worried. But for about three minutes of dancing, banana-eating, and getting humped by a gorilla, I was a star, baby!

We weren't told that we couldn't chew the banana. Would that have enhanced the act's entertainment value? I'm very eager to learn the details of the particular banana act that transpired that evening. Did anyone make the obvious connection between rocket-building and banana-pranking? Were any of your rockets painted yellow?

And most importantly, was all this before or after the flaming-golf-ball incident?