Kind of like "Menage a trois", but the wife and I have argued for years about who gets the middle and it's never been resolved. LOL.

That started years ago when she told one of her personal assistants who was apartment hunting that I did all the women's work and she had to shovel the snow. The idea of having a man cooking and doing laundry lead to weeks of crazy humour where she brought books with pictures of big beds, and photos of my lamb chop lollipops and filet mignon with mushroom and baby carrots ragout.

I did listen to your music and I could go out some afternoon and listen to that for hours. By the time 8 p.m. comes I can no longer stand easily, (it the arthritis), so I'm sitting in a chair....trying to decide which pain killer to take, narcotics, white wine, red wine, a combination...choices....


John Conley
Musica est vita