tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333200854413285787.post3277389061622566934..comments2023-10-16T03:49:25.985-05:00Comments on Drying Out My Masterpiece Number 2703: A Good PianoShoshanah Marohnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07532684548824957399noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333200854413285787.post-3746888278193613372010-04-17T21:19:11.242-05:002010-04-17T21:19:11.242-05:00Lou- Yes, she makes no sort of allowance for him! ...Lou- Yes, she makes no sort of allowance for him! As though one could age indefinitely and still carry pianos up three flights of stairs, in spite of bad knees and allheimers and a lack of decent coworkers. <br><br>Glory- I'm thinking your mother and mine don't have a lot in common! Except that their daughters might write about them occasionally, hopefully completely unbeknownst to them!Cellar Doorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07532684548824957399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333200854413285787.post-55631497649757804942010-04-17T16:16:49.461-05:002010-04-17T16:16:49.461-05:00Ah, mothers.If it was my mother the story would ha...Ah, mothers.<br><br>If it was my mother the story would have gone 'And one of the nice Latino boys is single and I told him all about you...'Glory von Hathorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04045115246564812877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333200854413285787.post-18255611676551728502010-04-17T09:21:36.757-05:002010-04-17T09:21:36.757-05:00Sounds just like Francis. You didn't write poo...Sounds just like Francis. You didn't write poorly, Francis is a very confusing person. You described it perfectly! The strange part to me is how she keeps saying how long her mover has been in business like the guy has no business getting older himself!louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14861447248374690513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333200854413285787.post-28317133290833848122010-04-14T22:11:03.601-05:002010-04-14T22:11:03.601-05:00Yes, it is very sad.Yes, it is very sad.Cellar Doorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07532684548824957399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333200854413285787.post-22557632390479196212010-04-14T13:51:10.503-05:002010-04-14T13:51:10.503-05:00This made me really sad. She hasn't changed a ...This made me really sad. She hasn't changed a bit.b0bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18249282333852040820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333200854413285787.post-11682043246601861362010-04-14T11:25:27.243-05:002010-04-14T11:25:27.243-05:00No, no. I think she really had a piano. It's j...No, no. I think she really had a piano. It's just some weird coincidence that she talked about her piano the day mine got moved, even though I hadn't mentioned it yet. Or- something. When I said I had never known her to have a piano before, I mean it's just weird that she has her own piano mover from long ago, because I don't remember her having a piano when I was a kid.<br><br>I know. It's very confusing! Sorry. Poorly written. <br><br>I think this probably all happened, in some way, at some time.Cellar Doorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07532684548824957399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333200854413285787.post-1882921102741312352010-04-14T07:58:05.653-05:002010-04-14T07:58:05.653-05:00So, wait...She imagined having a piano and all the...So, wait...<br>She imagined having a piano and all the drama of moving it?<br><br>All along, it was your piano?Roseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07027536960284875200noreply@blogger.com