everything has a purpose
I love when the really bad, annoying and stupid things that happen in life show their purpose in the BIG PLAN
Apparently Assman wasn't a complete bane to existence.
I got a call from my parents who were visiting Auntie.
They held up the phone to the player piano which was entertaining the assembled residents.
While shoveling his crap from out from under the porch (the garbage on my lawn cost me $102 and a day of work to go to court), we came across a big box of player piano rolls (the music comes on a paper roll with holes in it - sort of like the way a music box works)
knowing her place had a piano, i dragged the box down there hoping the rolls would fit and would be of use to someone instead of just more total garbage like the rest of the stuff shoved inside my house by him.
apparently they do fit because they all enjoyed "Putting On The Ritz" this afternoon (which my mom sang like Gene Wilder's Fran-ken-STEEN monster)
not a complete waste after all
Apparently Assman wasn't a complete bane to existence.
I got a call from my parents who were visiting Auntie.
They held up the phone to the player piano which was entertaining the assembled residents.
While shoveling his crap from out from under the porch (the garbage on my lawn cost me $102 and a day of work to go to court), we came across a big box of player piano rolls (the music comes on a paper roll with holes in it - sort of like the way a music box works)
knowing her place had a piano, i dragged the box down there hoping the rolls would fit and would be of use to someone instead of just more total garbage like the rest of the stuff shoved inside my house by him.
apparently they do fit because they all enjoyed "Putting On The Ritz" this afternoon (which my mom sang like Gene Wilder's Fran-ken-STEEN monster)
not a complete waste after all