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I cannot tell you how many times I have shown up at events with a couple of cameras around my neck, a gadget bag full of odds & ends and a lighting kit and have been asked that question. If it happened once every few years, that would be one thing. But it happens a LOT. It's like getting pulled over by the police and he's standing there with uniform, gun, flashing lights and asking him "Are you a cop?" I would love to come back with a witty reply, such as "No, I am Jesus. Don't you recognize my beard?" However, I cannot be that rude.


Thursday, August 2, 2012

A Bat In The House


I am at the music store teaching guitar. My phone rings. It is the Better Half. She sounds distraught. She was cleaning the living room when she discovered a dead bat lying in the bottom of a vase. How did the creature get in our house? Why did it die in the vase? When I got home I took a couple snaps of the vase & bat. I hope there are no more. About three years ago there was a bat in our bathroom. We thought that one came to our house from a potted plant that we bought at Lowe's thatn was in our bathroom. That bat showed up the next day after the plant purchase.
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