Today, the first moment was driving my daughter to summer camp and enjoying the birds singing when she asked me to put on the horrible awful disgusting KISS FM radio station with it’s endless plastic versions of music. I was almost about to try dissuading her but realized I would lose the game if I did, so on went Roz and Mocha. Larry, who I hired to do the tile work still had not arrived as per the agreement yesterday, and I could have lost once more if I called him but moved to the piano instead, returning to the thing in Bb. Moments later he knocked on the door. On the piano, I got to the same place in the Bb thing, basically staring at the floor wondering how to get out of this loop. The rules of the game are not only try not to complain but try catching the need to do it. Just watch it instead of assisting its amplification. I’m not sure how I rate at this game but playing feels good as hearing bird songs.