Starting up the blog again, I’m trying to get a piano piece to you guys and going through the more-than-usual frustrations. All I can say is, all of these new-fangled devices AKA smartphones are for the birds. I wish it were 1975, I wish there were a Teac 3340-S and a rotary telephone. Not to mention an Underwood manual typewriter. All this modern-day technology can go take a hike.
That ranted, I’ll be with you at some point between now and tomorrow morning, even if I have to re-record my version of Lennon-McCartney’s “For No One.” Sure turned out good except for the hands are chopped off, and it mysteriously ends about five measures before it really ends.
Maybe I should marry a techo-nerd and take the load off. In fact, a nerd from Canada would be a good idea. (A redhead, preferably.) I’m close enough to the border anyway, I hear there’s a nice community of Vietnam draft-dodgers still extant in Nelson, and recent events are givin’ me a hankerin’ to Trump-dodge, if you get my meaning.
On a brighter note, Mitch Romney, you ROCK. Let’s hope my “For No One” is “For Some One” very soon. Andy OUT.
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