OK, C.J., It Wasn't a Harp

March 2, 2006

C.J., you finally break me down.  I wanted to play the trumpet or trombone, but my orthodontist made me play a woodwind that did not require a mouthpiece on the teeth. So, I played the clarinet.  It is not a matter of great pride, because my heart was not fully in it.  At first, my playing sounded like a nauseated duck.  I progressed to a somewhat healthier duck sound. 

Happy now? 

Can we talk theology again now?  Sheesh.