Well, and how are we all tonight?
Rough, ain't it? Too many missed strokes.
What are we doing here, Kossacks?
It's hard to try to figure it out. It goes on, and on.
Are we still supposed to be in charge?
Were we ever supposed to be in charge?
I dunno. I have no idea how to answer any of these questions. All I know how to do is tell stories.
I'm also good at talking about gardening.
Also, I like music, but I didn't have any since early 2006 until recently.
Then I got broadband.
I found then that I'd missed out on a lot of music.
I learned about Pandora (you should really check out Pandora, if you haven't).
Then I learned about what a lot of musicians I'd learned to love had been doing.
I have some channels on Pandora now. This is political.
I have my old time music channels; the Motowns and folk.
I have my grunge newbie channel.
I have my guitar music channel.
Back when I was a small child, and a somewhat larger adult, we had nothing like this; places you could go on the Internet and listen to music for free and custom tailor it.
And yes, of course; it's gotten me off into You Tube and listening to music recordings for free there.
Is this an ad? I guess. Pandora doesn't talk to me; they play music. It's political, what they're doing, though. Their gig is that they say musicians should get paid for their music.
They make music projects out of what you tell them you like, too. It's amazing, what they do.
They've gotten me excited about music again, these Pandora people.
Miep