I recently attended a “Winkie Periwinkle and His All Conch Orchestra” concert. Needless to say, I was enthralled. The vibrant, spine-tingling cacophony was an aural wonder to behold.

True, there was no real melody or rhythm. The sounds of scraping shell against shell, mixed with the slime produced suction sounds would normally be considered something of a turn-off to most listeners, but as rap music has gained such fandom, it is obvious tastes have changed.

I really think there should be a place for this genre of music somewhere. The Grand Ole Opry could use a little diversity.

Knowing folks are deeply interested in the above subject, I’ll do my best to address it.

I’m a little old to go trick-or-treating, but I did want to get out there in the neighborhood in costume. I wanted to dress up as the ghost of Nancy Pelosi’s sanity, but for the life of me, I couldn’t find a single person who could tell me what that might look like. Oh well. Boo ! anyway.