Linn, it's the universe where roving gangs of shanty singers once terrorized the streets of Kennebunk led by the pied pooper.

(well, he wasn't actually 'pied' but only he moved too quickly to make a good target.
"Pick it up and heave it at his face
Lemon meringue, fire away,
To miss would be a big disgrace
Lemon meringue, fire away
Imagine cross-hairs on his nose
Lemon meringue, fire away
Take good aim and there she goes"
and all that.)

In a universe where busking requires no permit and singing in public is actually encouraged, you never know what will happen UNofficially. (Am I close, Charles?) In any case, I hope the weather permits the official stuff to go as planned.

Our session regular whose instrument is the pen really captured Mike - don't know if he got Tony. Hopefully, Bob will give us a copy so we can send it off to the model. (What would really be cool is if we could get permission to send it and perhaps others to Pene Azul for the 'Events' page.)

Boy, am I ever ready to sing! My voice has recovered from last night when I had to do my best impression of (as a certain friend of mine once put it) Don Sinetti in a dress (although I had jeans on) because the background volume level was similar to what I remember being 20' away from a taxiing F-111 jet sounded like.

Burl, the only thing that would make the music better would be if YOU were here too!