John has decided that he will pounce on every word I say. Sometimes he even sets me up by asking seemingly innocuous questions...
most recent set up:
Hey, did I ever send you a copy of Sonia Dada's 1st CD? asks John.
I reply in the affirmative, feeling like I just dodged a bullet.
So now, of course, I own copies of "the rest of their portfolio". Poor John. He has a sickness. He can not stop doing wonderful things for people. I never heard of the band until he mentioned them here on the "listening" thread, he sent one, I really liked it, thought we were done. Two chances...fat and slim.
Accompanied by a mostly handwritten note, and a very timely quote about being blessed, a follow up to a recent discussion he and I were having.
I am blessed, and having friends like John are proof of that fact.
I'll be listening to the music all weekend, my friend.
Thank you.
Frank
