Rick, next time you're stuck with a bunch of corporate types perhaps the memory you brought back to me will help you find a smile.

Many many moons ago ( many to many to mention here) when I was a young Catholic college girl (albiet with a Jewish roomate) I found myself explaining to members of Yale's Party of the Right ( Ultimate Corporate Types) that their party was boring and the next one need to include kegs and guitars. In fact my roomate and I challenged them to a keg swilling song contest. I'm not sure why they agreed, but armed with the Party of the Right Song Book (Honest) they proceeded to sing . Til we broke out in sweet harmony on two guitars and the lewdest disciptions we could dream up on Roll Me Over in the Clover. We never even got to the fun bawdy songs. Each corporate shirt choked on his beer before we got to number three.... It's all a matter of being in your element. Take away the rules and structure and those folks are just as shy. As for yours truely Despite my exhibitionist past I'm terrified of playing &/or singing Hearme... Perhaps in time