Clearly OT (but what the hell...) (was: food - test-drb@ccmp.vtda.org

10 Nov 2001

Rumor has it that Douglas Quebbeman may have mentioned these words:

...
 Worked for a publishing company, and one of the
VP's played
the pipes. He'd go up on the roof of the building at lunch
at least once a week to play.

While returning from an early lunch, I was approaching the
building, enjoying his jamming, when an older women exiting
the building heard the sound, looked up, then looked at me
and said "My, I do *love* the sound of the saxophone"... 
<snicker>

Probably the "oddest" thing I've ever experienced is when I went to Germany

back in '91 -- I was stationed in Oerbke <sp?> north of Hannover about 50 
clicks, in the "british" sector of what was divvied up Deutschland at the 
time. I was in a German gasthaus (bar/pub) in Fallingbostel drinking beer 
(German, of course) & playing cards with my buddy. The cards were given to 
us by the Brits (nice folks!) but were made in Spain. In comes a Scot in 
full kilt & uniform with bagpipes, and he played for around an hour -- the 
last thing he played before he left was "Yankee Doodle" for the visiting 
Americans... :-)

Was most definitely the *most* multiculturally diverse moment in my life...

Roger "Merch" Merchberger