Yesterday's posting raises the question: Why would someone do something as stupid as farting in elevators. In my case I started doing it in San Francisco when I was in high school. My friends and I would take BART across the bay and wander around the city. And we started riding elevators in the tall buildings. Well, I'm not sure how the farting started, but it did. we refined our technique. To this day I find comfort in farting in elevators. Hate me if you must, but it's that kind of guy I am.