the piano has been drinking

Well, it's a night of drinking alone. I went to the late night coffee shop with the dog to do some reading. But stinky dog wouldn't settle down, straining at his leash to go play with all the people there. So I threw recalcitrant pup into the car, drove to the store, bought a bottle of wine, and am now home to drink by myself and read some short stories. I lead such a sad life.

ha ha

Strike that last post. Just as I was hitting the "submit" (submit!) button, Rob walked in the door. No drinking alone for me!