Tee hee. Wish me luck on both; I am NOT enjoying Eb dim, and by the way Peggy that’s actually D dim, no matter WHAT your chords for “Absolutely Bonkers” say. It just doesn’t sound right otherwise.
Now if I can just remember how to get into the car.
May a special spot in a government lineup be reserved for the guy who keeps smoking in his apartment without turning the fan on. I keep telling him, and telling him. But does he listen? What an ageist old sow I’m turning out to be. God knows – and to the eternal disgust of my non smoking friends and family – I enjoy the occasional foray into tobaccoland, but I really try to take other people’s feelings into more consideration.