Voice of the Spirit Calls!
Sounds like your boys picked up some musical talent from their old man, eh? 
It's amazing what a difference 24 hours can make to the attitude. Nearly every month at the old job, I'd get to the point of "I just can't do this!!!" and then the next day, everything would fall into place and I'd be all, "I can take on the world!" Crazy.
Offer still stands, if you need me to help you out with anything.
Thanks much! I think I'm good right now, but I may kick you a paper or two to proof read.
Wow, 100! You go, Rocker Guy! And thank goodness for The Good Wife.
Kudos to your kids, who obviously got some great genes from the 'rents. That's just too cool.
As for the new supervisor on the job that's a load off for you, and regarding the lady at FedEx she seems to need new ears, OY! You want I should come box hers for you? 
I got the bike thing worked out. Picking it up today!
I loves me some Grasshopper!
My Jr. High jazz band had French Horn players. Technically, it had A Horn Player--Moi.
My high school teacher was about thirty seconds from either retiring or dying of old age on the job and "didn't hold with that". So he handed me a valve trombone. With my bari experience it wasn't long before I was making a brand-new discovery.
Valve 'bones sound like shit on a stick.
I checked out a slide 'bone the second we got our new band director, he showed me the positions, and right now it's the only one of the seven instruments I can play that I actually own right now.
Oh--and the school bought a large-bore E-key bass 'bone for me for my senior year along with everything else I was doing. I loved that puppy almost as much as my Horn. Almost.
Go, Grasshoppah!!!!
I'll relay this to him! It's good to know there are other versitile musicians out there that had a great band experience.
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