Reality Check by Dave Whamond for May 31, 2024

You’re up for a good conduct metal.

He’s a dingbat.

The triangle was the only thing they let me play in first grade music class.

Dis, dat, and dah udder ting.

Love Ralph the conductor.

ting trauma…

With the triangle, timing IS every ting. Nerve wracking.

It’s just one ting after another!

Mrs. Swan – “I tell you every-ting!”

There was one time when the music teacher asked us all to create a piece of music as homework, that she’d play on the piano the following day. I actually put in a fair bit of effort to that one trying it out on the recorder (typical primary school kids instrument) which I thought was actually quite good. It was clear that some of them spent only a few minutes on it and just dropped notes at random on the musical manuscript paper. The din was something else when they were played.It could have been worse. She cold have asked us to play them on the violin

Ralph! Crescendo!

You’re not.

Ting tang walla walla bing bang?

Ba-Dum-Ting! ♪

The triangle’s only responsibility is to summon the ranchhands for dinner.

“Sum Ting Wong!”

I was really good playing the string.

I went to Berklee for this!

Talk about pressure … try playing the right triangle equilateraly as well …!

( not to mention becoming an octagonist )

Physical coordination is beyond my capabilities, so I became an engineer.

Ha! Triangle and cowbell players get no respect.

Pythagorian humor?

Drama!

But does he love his triangle?