Blogging has been light, especially given summertime + being gone+ truck accident+ various and other sundry shit.
I spent the usual enviable and long awaited weekend at the Mt. Airy Fiddlers Convention playing music to the exclusion of all else save slaking my well-worn thirst when necessary. Definitely one of the high points of every year. Kick ass old time music in all directions, perfect.
The best line of the year, and perhaps of the past several years, came after I played a tune called "We'll all go to Heaven when the Devil Goes Blind." Now this is a pretty simple tune that I can play--usually. I was a bit rusty. When we finished, a friend of mine known for his sardonic sense muttered "We'll all go to Heaven when the Devil Goes Deaf." Genius.
There was one other contender for the title of best line. Overhead by our friend Tim was this one "Well it had to be 'Beverley Hills Ninja', Chris Farley never made any other ninja movies."