When the phone brings unidentified bodies, try "Hawaiian War Chant"?

Almost 6 hours of sleep.

Woohoo.

Guess how many more flashes of inspiration than I can carry out than usual with just a tiny bit more sleep.

Enough blankets help too. 

Awkward call of the morning featured the medical examiner and the unidentified body of a woman practicing highly imperfect Grade 2 braille on regular paper instead of stiffer braille paper. Also, oddly no slate and stylus in the bag that was with her which might mean another bag got stolen. This based only on fact that I do carry slate and stylus but in a different place than papers. Went down a list of people who might have any idea...but so far not ringing any bells. So say a prayer.

And since sometimes one needs a break from small wind ensembles, here is a nice drum bit from Buddy Rich.

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