Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy... It really feels homey in here now that you've dropped by. And golleee, you even started a thread that I've contributed to.

Deirdre, meet jimmyt... my main man.

I'm having practice with Joe and Frankie this weekend, Jimmy. Sure wish you and any other Catters could drop by our real kitchen table for some music. (Ruth and I had the pleasure of sharing music with Jimmy and Jayne around their kitchen table a couple of years ago.)

This week, I'm hoping to fire up my recording equipment and see if I can figure it out this time. I've met someone over here who has offered to help me to plumb the mysteries of recording equipment.

And in honor of your new bovine beatification, here's a verse from one of my songs:

Old Uncle Jim he said, said to his son he said
Wake up Howard 'cause it's almost dawn
The snow drifts have covered up the old hay wagon
We're going to have to dig our way out to the barn
The cows will al be waiting for the old milk pale
And it won't be long before the rooster crows
So we better hop to it, 'cause there's no one else to do it
And the sky is getting cloudy and it looks like snow

If we ever make it down to your farm, Jimmy, we can sing this verse, changing Howard to Jerry. I've tried my hand at cows you know.

Farmer Jerry