Bandolim, Buck and Bistro

Hey, did anyone viewing this blog ever want a piano? A very old piano, that though cannot currently function completely properly would still ad a touch of old world charm to any living room, and with a bit of work could become functional. Want it? Come get it... Absolutely free of charge. The Casey piano moving corp. Will even help you load it into any mode of conveyance you may possess. If by the end of the week the thing is still not gone, my father will even rent a U- Haul and drive it to your house/ Place of work or school free of charge... If that doesn't work, then the next stop for this 150 year old work of art is at the bottom of our driveway with a "FREE" sign taped to its back.

So apart from that, I hope you all are fine. I am quite alright, although in an hour or so I will be panicking about a stupid paper, on which 90 percent of my grade for its class rests. I just made myself a giant coffee pot full of the mate, and am preparing for a long night of it.. After that sentence I went out to buy some extra strength 5 hour energy.. Which is really kicking in now. The paper is not due in until Thursday, but like an idiot I made an appointment with my professor to pre screen the stupid thing, so it looks like Tony is going to be up for well over 5 hours. Oddly enough, writing papers is not one of my favorite ways to spend an evening, but I am hoping some residual good vibe will still be there from my last evening of writing.

Well, today I woke up early so I could have breakfast. I had been meaning to do this for some time but opinions and ideas we have late of an evening look very different in the light of the morning, so it was nice to break the cycle. A few minutes after breakfast, I rolled to a stop on main street because I find that attending classes is far easier when I leave the car outside. I am sorry to say that most of the class was as usual spent trying to stay awake, which I did.

My next class was the final for Music Cultures of the World. I had worn my band T shirt to my first class but I had forgotten my ukulele, so after I quick drive home to retrieve the little tyke, I went to class. My band mates and I practiced in a stairwell, before witnessing another group do a George Gershwin number, with piano, guitar bass, flute and vocals. It turned out that my group was next. I sat on a tall chair and played the ukulele, while the rest of the band clustered around forming a semi circular effect.. It was soon over, and we got to witness our professor learning hip hop dancing from two, possibly over zealous aficionados of the art.. The spectacle is being uploaded onto Youtube, possibly as we speak. We also got to see a barbershop style rendition of "I want to hold your hand" by the Beatles, which was actually awesome..

I also went to Spanish class, and was told to study hard by a Mexian lady wearing several winter jackets.. My Spanish professor is awesome, and sometimes gives me good grades.

There is more, but it mostly involves buying an XLLL shirt that says "All is good when your the big dude", or some similar fat friendly fraze..(haha...Oh dear........). In the best of all possible worlds, one should have a piano.