9,999,999 Roses, Or...

Fred and I were at the farmer's market this morning and the fine musicians on 3rd street there were giving this song lots of love. So, here's a Fiona Apple version from me to you.



And in that vein, I found this awesome blog post on cigar box ukuleles... I now know exactly what I'll be doing if for some reason, I'm stuck in Gantanamo. Ingenious. People make the most beautiful things.