Most nights at our house you will find Joel studying scores. He either has a recording on of the piece in question, or his very own symphony going on in his head. Either way, he has no idea what's going on around him in the real world, because he is in an alternate reality where he is on the podium in front of the Chicago Symphony. Or maybe the New York Philharmonic. I don't think he's too picky.
I decided to catch some photos of the nightly event, and you'll see that he didn't even notice my existence. Even when I flashed him, he didn't so much as blink. (Get your minds out of the gutter! I didn't flash him like that, I meant with my camera. Although, if I really did flash him, I'm quite certain he wouldn't have noticed that, either.)
Meet the maestro and his imaginary orchestra (he is currently conducting "The Sorcerer's Apprentice" which you might know from Mickey Mouse):
Sorry they're totally blown out. That's what happens when you have to use the stupid onboard flash, especially when there are white shirts involved. Someday I'll get a nice one. Anyway, what matters is that I captured this moment. Even though it will probably happen every night for the rest of my life. Since I live with an orchestra conductor and all.