I'll watch it in the morning, it was another long day of tests, needles and prodding. I should probably say ta heck with them and buy a case of rye and watch the birds at the feeders.

The wife played the oboe. And the Oboe d'amore. And the bassoon, and contra. But I hope not long enough to scramble her brains, though she married me....

Those double reed instruments are know for vibrating your brain into mush...or so the stories go...


John Conley
Musica est vita