I've a fine felt hat And a strong pair of brogues I have rosin in my pocket for my bow And my fiddle strings are new And I've learned a tune or two So I'm well prepared to ramble and must go
I survive by posing as a graphic designer, despite being (to the trained eye), an inveterate fiddle-player and rotten-no-good cartoonist. My boss considers employing me to be an act of community service which reduces the pressure on overburdened jails*.
When I'm in someone's house, I always spy on their book collection. Satisfy your book-cateloging fetish with LibraryThing.
*paraphrased from actual quote.
Here's a health to one and all To the big and to the small To the rich and poor alike and foe and friends And when I return again May our foes have turned to friends And may peace and joy be with you until then