Luke Sanford, you never cease to surprise me

Surprisingly touching moment last night, as I briefly stopped by piano bar, where Luke, a native of the Toronto region, was playing piano. upon finding out that one of the customers was also from Canada, he immediate started playing- and singing the little-known lyrics to- the old Friendly Giant TV show, which had me missing the north country more than I have in ages. Must talk to Dad about a trip home, horrific 8-hour Greyhound ride and all.

For now, though, I'm preparing for another piano bar trip tonight, followed by tomorrow's journey to Massachusetts, and some serious Uncle Coyote time. Am also contemplating a possible trip- Pennsic, this time, in the company of Zorikh, my apartment mate. It means eight hours of driving on my part, but it could well be worth it, if only to spend a week at a place where everybody sings.

I'll be back Monday; please leave a message at the *beep*...

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