Christmas Poem.

I had a little shitzu

It used to shit all night.

I took it to the local vet

To try to get it right.

The vet looked up his bottom,

It made me feel quite green.

Then he spoke with knowledge,

"You've got a shit machine."

Peace on Earth to everyone

Eat and drink a little bit.

When the party's over

Clean up the shitzu shit.

Christmas is back!

The big news is that I've been asked to join The Bass Bagging Confedreation.

These cool guys.

Hey, it's great to be back blogging.

Like I said, Christmas is back too.

Lost Tune.

I've never been a fan of Scotts fiddlers because they play the same tune over and over again.
That's why I'm more into jazz, even though sometimes it sounds like they've lost the tune.I've been practising all my scales and arpeggios on the big bass and am now looking for a gig.

I missed out on being in the photo.
I was getting my bass out of the car.

I'm practising hard.

I may not have mentioned that I play the double bass. I originally started my musical career on the pipes, but switched to double bass when I was twenty. I've done 220 hours of practice so far this year.

Christmas coming up.

Won't bore you with a Christmas picture.
Just imagine one.

Still here.

Just been busy lately. Hey, I do have a life!

Fine today.

I won't bother with a picture.