My monthly gig with the seniors, and it went pretty much the same as always. Thankfully, not as much disruption by Sherm the Thigh-Drummer, as usual.
What was nice, though, was that, although the five or six ladies who work there generally come by a couple of times as I'm playing and stand in the doorway, pretending to be "working" but "just stopping by", they all seem to have spontaneously agreed to drop any pretense, and they just set up a small row of folding chairs for themselves and sat in for the whole concert. Kinda flattering...
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