I was reading a book about the composer Erik Satie by the children's author MT Anderson the other day, and came across the passage that said that Satie wrote in unusual directions for performers. So, for instance, where most composers would say "louder" or "slowly," (except in Italian), Satie would write, "Like a hat of solid mahogany." I just love that phrase...I think I'm going to make it a point to walk around like a hat of solid mahogany tomorrow. And who's gonna stop me? A woodchuck? A haberdasher? A termite?