I think I've lost my trumpet

These conversations with Michael this morning...

Conversation 1:

Gee, I hope I find the other trumpet.

You what?

I hope I find the other trumpet. I think I left it at X (venue not to be named).


Um, yes, I hope you find it too. And I am sure that Carolyn also hopes you find it. (Carolyn is our contact at Yamaha ...the woman responsible for hooking him up with the lovely instrument you see on stage.) Good luck with that.

Conversation 2:

So, I found the trumpet. Well, more I remembered where I put it. This after imagining that I left it in the car park and someone drove over it....(this story continues for some time with Michael recounting everything that he imagined about the possibilities for where the trumpet is)...I put it under a blanket at home in a dream-state so that it wouldn't be stolen.

Moral of the story: Don't hide your light under a bushel, or your trumpet under a blanket.