I am playing my french horn a little. Its really ‘wobbly’ but kind of exciting because its so hard to control…. like one of those beachballs with the water in a little pocket inside them so they’re all unpredictable… yeah, that’s lars.

I’m enjoying the weirdness… its less satisfying than a trumpet but there is a certain lovlieness when something sounds like a piece of music rather than a warm up excersize.

Go me!
I’d like to hope that soon enough i’ll be able to ‘jam’ with my roommates who sing and play guitar and fiddle.
Maybe we could play in support of the local bike polo team. Hoorah!