Not a Mac
In my previous entry, I made reference to a newcomer in our home office. It has now arrived:
Now that our daughter has started taking piano lessons, we decided that she would need a piano of her own; so now she has one. Not surprisingly, a piano costs about as much as a high-end Mac, which is why our Macquisition will have to wait until later in the year. (I hope this doesn’t get me into too much trouble with UltraBob, who made it very clear that he would only give up Dweezil if he could be sure that it wouldn’t hinder my purchase of a new Mac.)
In making room for the piano, I had to get rid of a lot of things, most of them being things that were once very important to me. In that sense, I felt that I was clearing out my past to make way for her future. Isn’t that the main task of every generation, to make way for the next?
How beautiful! You are such a good Dad! I always wanted piano lessons. I hope she enjoys them so much. Love to everyone. Mom
Hey Sako, it looks beautiful. I know I’ve played mine to death and it will soon be in its third US state after many years of use in Japan… I can’t wait to hear her first recital, which I’m sure you will have digitally recorded and posted somewhere.
I hope that her piano lessons give your daughter a lifetime of pleasure. The ability to make music is a such a wonderful gift. I love to play my guitar, and Ultragirl loves playing the piano. In fact we also just bought a piano, albeit an electric one. We got one of Denon’s columbia brand electric pianos, because she already has a real one at her parent’s house.
Here we see that ultra-magnanimity is just one of UltraBob’s fine ultra-qualities.
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