Every year I forget that my town pipes Christmas music into the center of town for a month. I have no idea how they do it. Magic I guess. Maybe they use the alarm that is used to call the volunteer fire fighters. I don’t know if an alarm can play Christmas music, but I can’t think of any other sound system that would have such an effect. Anywhere you go within a 4 block radius of main street, there’s Christmas music, nice & loud. I don’t even know exactly why they bother because even the dry cleaner has recently gone out of business.  I was standing in the center of town, thinking how quaint this is.  Then I stood there for 7.3 more minutes & I found I was filled with uncontrollable rage.  I found myself wanting to fight against “the man” who pipes in music to the entire town.  What if I don’t like Christmas music?  What if it offends me while I stand forlornly wondering where I am going to get dry cleaning done?  It was my “bell moment”.  (Remember when the town bells were fixed & they created havoc).  I think this pushed me up another .82% on the Gilmore scale.