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A generous gift* from my neighbor has unlocked my vinyl collection and I am born again. It has been far too long to go without listening to 'the black' and I am now 'a pig in shit'. (Good description because I prefer to take records out and not put them back.) Oh baby, there are so many good albums to be heard once again. So many. Rare Duke Ellington, Hendrix and The Traveling Wilbury's Vol. 1 were among the first tracks to be belted out. Now Van Morrision is belting it out. ohhhhhh...... if only I could do this for the rest of the day..... or ride my bike, or work on my MG. But No. Life is not so sweet. Actually, life is rather cruel in the 'essay' and 'group presentation' department(s) so I must get back to work. Complicating my work-ethic currently is a disturbing distraction. My sister and her boyfriend are in-house and they behave like two squids in a twister competition. It looks like I'll have to leave my warm vinyl nest and brave the outdoors to go and try summarize a couple of really exciting case studies on Vit. A while being served coffee by fine, fine ladies. Wish me luck.



*- I had attempted to buy a needle at one point but the clerks at the hippity-hoppity store were more like jerks and I was biding my time before I went back in or found another needle distributor.