Yikes - been a while, hasn't it.
I'm going to beg forgiveness on the grounds that I've been swamped with both paying work and school work. Joe has had the patience of a saint, as I have been studying for a listening test that involves both Schoenberg's Pierrot Lunaire and Walton's Facade. The poor guy must be losing his mind. Wait until I start doing serious work on my Weill paper. I'll be damned if I'm going to be the only person in this house humming The Cannon Song.
On a happier (ar at least less arcane) note, we have finally found a good place to buy fresh fish in Columbus, and a new book of poetry just arrived in my PO Box, so life is looking pretty good.
More later, after I have conquered this razzafazza test.
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