The Not-Title

Just back from my second paying gig with the YST Conservatory of Music (see previous entry). Something about watching the students go through their paces in the rehearsals just before the noon recital kinda makes me wonder why I gave up music lessons when I was younger.

Oh wait. I remember. I was 8 and cartoons were more important to me than spending too much time on the piano.

Remember what I'd said before about making bad choices?