A Piper's Tale(?) progresses. I think I'm improving, though sometimes it's difficult to tell.

Recently our PM brought in two big shots he knew for a piping/drumming clinic. Only one drummer benefited; she's the only one who shows up! At the end of the day what I remember from my esteemed guest instructor--who ranks high enough that he can tell our boss how to play--amounts to taking care to properly sound the low Gs in certain required embellishments.

Failed to note our meeting maybe two months ago at which the band decided to pursue music rather than worry about uniforms. So--no controversial tartan decisions for the time being!

On a more personal level, it seems I neglected to record here how I've become a poster boy for some common middle-age maladies. Aside from mere obesity, I've been dealing with hyperlipidemia for a few years, & more recently my blood-sugar readings put me in Type-II diabetic territory. (Fortunately my blood pressure never was a problem.) I finally resolved to lose weight & leave that territory. Just a few weeks ago I signed up with a new exercise establishment within walking distance of home; my mom already works out at the place next door. Preliminary results are good, but I recognize I've only begun.