Today was also there's-absolutely-nothing-wrong-with-this-double-horn-you-had-me-pick-up day, to which the response was it's-blah-blah-band-director's-son's-horn-so-I-trusted-that-they-knew-what-they-were-talking-about day.
Today was also look-at-all-movements-to-the-video-game-music-orchestra-concert-coming-up-out-of-town-in-two-days-see-that-it's-dreadfully-rudimentary/repetitive-and-realize-that-I-could-have-simply-read-the-show day.
Today was also the-behemoth-dog-broke-the-120-feet-long-3/16-inch-diameter-braded-cable-again day (good dog and good guard dog for the pasture animals, but Pyrenees freak out, dig under fences, and take off whenever there's thunder...and we just can't look for him two or three weeks at a time over-and-over).
Today was also Mrs.-bloke-made-me-some-as-low-carb-as-she-could-manage-Texas-style-(no-beans)-homemade-chili-on-top-of-a-bed-of-our-garden-grown-spaghetti-squash day.
Today was NOT finish-the-Holton-345-valveset day.
Right now (c. 8:30 - defacto C.D.T. 9:30) is crawl-into-bed night.
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