Sat about dry, walked doggie, and listened to the spiritual wailing of the Gib 6, the Guild 12, and the Fender plug-in.Not to mention the mighty Conqueror mandolin snoozing in the upstairs closet. All in cases, demanding to be played more. Though I don't do resolutions, I pledge to harmonize with the spheres more frequently: one doesn't get to be a player in order to stay silent."Day Blues" from the Spoonful's second album came to me as I was pushing my feet through the ice lumps yesterday, on the way home from getting the Times. Good tune. Snow on the way here again. I miss the rain.