Grate Grandpa Don,
Grate Grandpa that's great. Sometimes great is not great. Great is great when you become a great but sometimes when you become a great some things start to go down the grate. As you know a grate is something that covers a drain. Usually the grate stops things of no value like trash from going down the drain but fails to stop something of value like a ring or money. One of my experiences that contributed to my vast knowledge of many subjects, is with my Dad. How I remember the happiness of old Dad when he became Grandpa. When he became Great Grandpa his happiness turned to exuberance. Shortly afterwards his exuberance went down the drain with his white hair. Yes, his beautiful white hair. His beautiful snow white hair. Down through the grate in the bathroom sink. Every morning, the combing, the thinning, the hair through the grate into the drain never to be seen again.
Don, I didn’t misspell “great”. I addressed you as Grate Grandpa to get your attention. Your attention before it’s too late. Before it all goes through the grate into the drain. As BEBOP said many times, this forum is here to help us who need help. Yes, share your knowledge. Give advice to those who need it. As a good member of this forum, even as a junior member, I am ready and willing to do my part. Turn in your color-back hair tonic and purchase a good hair restorer. I know! Yes, I know what's in store for me pretty soon. First hand experience is the best teacher, as the old saying goes.
l’m glad you got your Tech Manager up and running. Sometimes I wish I had a PC so I could address some of the problems you guys encounter. Then again maybe not. Guess I’ll just slide along with my Mac. Anyway Don, with Alec on the job who could want anything more? I don’t know how any one person can acquire and store that much info in the brain. We are surely blessed with our wonderful instruments and the experts at hand to get us over and through the rough spots.
Anyway Don, why don’t you get your mind and fingers away from the computer. Tell your legs to move you over to the keyboard and plunk out a song. If you can’t figure out how to save your backup on the computer, I’m positive you know how to save your song to a disk. Slide the song into the computer, Zip it and send it over to BEBOP for his new idea. I zipped one over last night. Maybe by this weekend we can all hear ourselves and our friends in his first edition. If the kids can listen to their noise and can call that music we certainly can listen to our playing and call it music. After all, it’s all in fun. If one loses the art of fun, one loses the pleasure of life it’s self.
Grandpa Doug
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Grampa Doug