Seriously???
Nearly two years? Dang. I almost didn't remember my login. So much, yet essentially so little, has happened in the meantime. Same job, same house, same guy. Same commute in the same car, same daily struggles. Another 10 lbs...not too bad at this age, I guess. Another dog. Some more chickens. Another instrument...a swell, blonde mid 50s Kay upright. Which, after 9 months, I don't play as often as I should. As usual. What happens from here? F%$#ing FORTY next May. Is this it? Perhaps this can once more become a refuge from the cacophany of facebook. I'll think of something worthwhile and be back.