This morning I played for service at the cathedral in Hartford, as I often do.  A little blue-haired old lady came over to chat with me after the service, saying how much she enjoys my playing, which was nice of her.  Then she noted how cold it was in the cathedral, theorizing that a Manhattan would warm her right up.  "You like Manhattans, don't you," she asked sweetly.  Before I could agree she answered, "Of course you do, with a cherry!  I think we should go across the street for a couple of drinks."  "Sounds perfect to me," was all I could say.    Too bad the bars downtown aren't open in the morning.

In other news: My xanga subscription comes due in a few days, and I'm thinking of moving to either typepad or blogger.  While I've met a lot of great people on xanga, I think I might have fewer problems and better service elsewhere.  What do y'all think?  Will you still come and visit me in my new digs?