“That’s why it’s so good to know how to read music!” the grumpy conductor of the ukulele circle barked, “If we’re going to be using these books, we should do the music as it is in the book!”
The dozen or so septuagenarian ukulele players smiled nervously and looked at one another sheepishly, feeling quite scolded. They held their ukuleles and prepared to do the song for a 3rd time.
I discussed in a recent blog the remarkable sequence of synchronicities that lead me to renting my latest apartment. I’m a believer in determinism (with a theistic bent), and am constantly looking for signs which indicate that I am, indeed, on the life path that I am intended to be on. As one who believes […]
