Mando 101

I tore the house apart looking for one of my music books. Lost. A trip to the local music store. Yes, in fact, a real store. A great place where the guys are hip and understand my scattered music/photog/highly caffeinated mind. I will buy a replacement. Wasteful indeed, my organizational skills. Shetland Jumper calls my name and for the life of me, I can't remember how it ends...