"My Own Little Carnival"

Today being Sunday, and a rather uneventful Sunday at that, Daniel got a little bored. I looked over to see him sitting on the couch with his wedding ring suspended in the air over his finger. I watched for a minute as he repeatedly dropped his ring (apparently aiming for his finger). When he noticed me watching, he said, "It's like my own little carnival. Only it's free. But no big fuzzy prizes. And there are no clowns...those things are freaky." After my initial condemnation of the activity, he asked if I wanted to try. Upon second thought, and after actively participating in the "carnival" (music and all courtesy of Daniel), the game wasn't too bad. And after all, it was free.