Here we are again...

Happy as can be.

All Good friends and

Jolly good company.

The heater is on. I've seen that Rob has posted and Peter hasn't. That's what I'd expect to see.

Rob tells us he's up early, "... to clean the creche which RBB says isn't a kindergarten." I didn't actually say that. There are childcare centres and kindergartens. Quite a few of these places fulfil both functions. Ah well. He also tells us, "Those in purgatory desperately need our prayers." I don't know how he knows who is in purgatory. He has got to be guessing. Never mind. 

Rob also left a comment on Peter's blog saying, "Did you hear me beep at 12.40? I drove passed to show K your house." Rob, you drove past Peter's house, and there you are criticising (in a comment) my lack of vocabulary! Gsus!

I practised for two hours yesterday. Not too bad. 1/2 an hour on the double bass and 1 1/2 hours on the violin. I won't tell you what I practised because I know that no one is really interested.

Moving on.

No gigs coming up but the PBs are having a play on Sunday. Oh, yes, I told you about that in my last post. What else have I got to tell you? Nothing really. I really need some biblical quotes like Rob likes to drop into his posts.

Derek 23:7 Gsus was walking through a town and he spotted a group of people praying. He walked close to them and listened. "Lood, please save the people in Purgatory and don't send them to Hell." "Who is Lood?" Gsus asked. "He is a fourth person who missed out on getting into the Blessed Trinity. He's the older brother of God the Son." a man told him. "Well, that would make him my older brother and I've never heard of him." said Gsus. The people ignored him and carried on praying. Gsus walked on, looking for someone else to bother.

I hope you enjoyed that biblical quote. I hope you learned something from it. 

What a wonderful chord the dom7b9 chord is! Oh, that's right, you're not interested.

Hey, I feel like a banana toasted sandwich. I should eat something before taking my pills. It might mean another trip to the bathroom, but what the hell!

I was told, at Peter's place on Saturday, that I'm not allowed to use the 'c' word. I'm talking about the word that has 'u' as its second letter. I think it is troia in Italian. I did get called tonto when I was in Italy. That's pretty close too. 

Okay, okay, I've run out of things to say.

I think I'll leave it there for today.

I'll go and make that banana toasted sandwich and take my pills.

Ciao tutti.