One more photo and then I can relax. :-)
Sing into the microphone.
Unfortunately dating myself a bit with this one. :-) Concert tickets used to be printed and distributed to a limited number of local stores for sale to the public. You stood in line. If one location ran out of inventory, you drove to another. And everyone complained about the “outrageous” sixty-cent service charge added to …
You guessed it… Jimmy Buffett. It was difficult to find a subject this evening, so I picked what was closest.
Insomnia provided extra time for experimentation in the wee hours of the morning. As an added bonus, this forced me to look up the correct spelling of “ukulele” once and for all. :-)