Forgot to mention…

I had an AMAZING session with Anne the mandolin teacher last night, and I think it is possible I may learn to read music before the end of my sorryass life.  She says she will take it as slow as it needs to be; after forcing me to do sight reading we relax with me playing rhythm mandolin while I learn new tunes – in different time signatures, even!

She also wants to move lessons to Friday nights, and I’m good to go with that; I always seem to end up doing my heavy drinking on Saturdays and weeknights.  Specially Tuesdays and Thursdays.  Dunno why that always happens.

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Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

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