It’s bonus ukulele night! Tonight I came to Omaha to see Lil’ Rev in concert, and then he had a ukulele workshop afterwards that was very inspiring! I will be trying to play rolls, triplets, tremelos and chord solos. ‘Trying’ is the key word. He was really, really good, and I was really, really impressed. (Yes, we were in a retirement center. He plays a lot of ol’ timey music, and says that he’s really big on the nursing home circuit. Seriously, check out his website.)
Lloyd couldn’t come because it’s the weekend before Valentine’s Day and he’s busy working on the Buddy List for school. (Sidebar: I just did a search to find a post about Buddy Lists, and there isn’t one. Get on that, Lloyd.) Anyway, I Pricelined a hotel for myself so I could stay overnight and then toodle around Omaha and visit my shops. Yay! Lauren’s day of fun! It’s about time, I say.
I got home from school, grabbed some cash to pay for the concert, tossed the rest of my stuff into the truck and was merrily on my way. A hundred miles later I pulled into the venue, grabbed my uke and my purse…… my purse…….. my purse?
Show the good people where my purse is, Lloyd.
Crap. Guess I’ll just be window shopping.
You could beg for money at a stoplight. That seems to be popular here in Baltimore. I hear you can make really good money doing it, too.
Crap.
That’s what Brad said a couple days ago.
You’ve got your ukuleles with you. I understand that, on most street corners, you can get people to give you money to stop playing them.
Not to worry, Lauren. Cricket and Pfennig look like they’re going to keep close tabs on your purse.
Now why won’t Lloyd bring you your purse? What kind of husband is he anyway?
I was thinking that Cricket and Pfennig looked pretty guilty…
What are all these charges on my credit card? Thermo Crinkle Tunnel? Organic catnip? Hormel?
(Replying to what kind of husband Lloyd is): A wise one!
Hey! You’re typing! (My dad just had his gall bladder out two days ago.) Hooray!!
Did you think they do something to your fingers when they take out gallbladders? 😉
My gallbladder was taken out by a surgeon who also had part in the movie “The Fugitive.” 😀
But they did leave a few drops of gall in. 🙂
Good -- I wouldn’t recognize you without gall. 😉
Cricket looks like she was getting ready to type tomorrow’s post.
She should. It’s 10:05 p.m. and Lloyd hasn’t started yet.
Lauren, thank you. You made me feel much better because that is TOTALLY something I would do. I feel better now. Maybe we should start a club or something. Not sure what we might name it though, we might lose it.
Lauren, did you feel like this guy?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bx1qBl5KBJM