March 05, 2006
Pout
We have accomplished enormous amounts of nothing this weekend. The last forty-eight hours has consisted chiefly of reading, napping, fooling around on the computers, playin' the blues, and eating precut slices of Muenster. (Puppy breath!) The big accomplishment has been my just now figuring out how to post video on this site, and I've already got a little 30-second clip of Simon rocking out in his bathrobe this morning. But alas I have been forbidden from releasing it to the public at large, and this is where you should all hang your heads and cry because that little clip was to be the first installment of March Monday Music Madness, in which the first post of each week would feature a little snippet of Mr. Music playing something or other. And people--I got him a concertina and a glockenspiel for Christmas. A concertina and a glockenspiel. But no. He is modest. He doesn't want to be shown off. He says it's "adorable" how I fawn over his talent, but I'm going to have to fawn alone if he has anything to say about it. Which, I'm afraid, he does because of all that love and respect blah blah blah nonsense.
Wait! Stop the presses! He just said I could post a video! Calloo callay! Come back tomorrow! Woo hoo!
