I'm a Mac guy now. Mostly. A win 7 lappy is on my main piano. My win 7 HP media is downstairs in the studio with my lighting and Korg keyboard, horns etc.

My upstairs office, where I 'live', is an iMac 27", photography, lenses, camera gear and books.

BUT as I said, that little PC, touchscreen, would in my old world, run Band in a Box. And I'd gig.

Geez, I spend MOST of my time in various bathrooms trying to get a dribble. Then I wake up 4 hours later. Not to worry about like the old days when one's legs went to sleep so to speak. Mine are always that way. What feet?

So it goes. I stagger from one attempt to the next trying to find 'fun'. You get it right?

I wanted a nice nurse. Pretty, slender, young, with the white dress.

My nurses were nice, gay, over six foot, and they floated around. Lisping. Nice enough guys, but NO DON"T mess with that buddy. I might be disabled but...:) And skinny! How does 150 pounds sit on a six foot 4 frame?

No more nurses except at the clinics. Those ones are nice. When I wanted a great 'bath' in a chair I never dreamt... ah you get it.

Oh Oh, here comes the water flush. It will gush from my fingertips. Better go get a towel and not fall down on the way. sigh....

We went to see Reacher last night. I even understood 30 percent, a new record. But I read the book first.



Back to my chicken stew I'm making for my Mom. She does 4 steps up to my place once a week to stay in shape. 84 and in a wheelchair. She gets a nurse 3 times a week so my Dad can go shopping and Mom gets a bath in a chair. Seen this show before right?

BTW, what's MIDI? LOL. (Pot stirred, stew pot next)

John Conley
Musica est vita