I'm in Neil Gaiman's blog again (unnamed this time). I'm the one with the joke:
And while I was typing that, another message came in about Piccolo players...
several piccolo players short of a full orchestra
As I try to imagine the effect of having more than one person playing piccolo at a time, I pray whatever powers that be that you may indeed be several piccolo players short of a full orchestra. Have you ever heard multiple piccolos? There's a reason for the joke:
How do you get two piccolo players to play in tune? Shoot one.
(I didn't know there were piccolo jokes. I'd heard viola jokes, and banjo jokes, and too many accordion jokes, but no piccolo player jokes.)
It gave me a warm fuzzy for the day.
Speaking of warm fuzzies, if any one is ever looking for a gift idea for me. Windy Lewis's Morbid Tendencies, mutant stuffed animals would be a winner.
