I recently went to check my e-mail and developments on the board. My girlfriend chose that moment to hit me with the following diatribe mocking our existence. :roll:
“I have a whistle, do you have a whistle, do you like whistles, I like whistles, I played the whistle, did you play the whistle, joe makes a whistle, do you want joe’s whistle, I want five of joes whistles, I can’t wait to get my whistle from joe, joe is making me wait for my whistle, what about fred’s whistles, does anybody like fred’s whistles, can somebody teach me the whistle, my whistle doesn’t sound good, does your whistle sound good, does the whistle sound bad, does I play the whistle bad, I think you play the whistle good, …”
I never thought it would end. She has been pretty tollerent of my whistle playing habit. Maybe if I play more, she’ll suggest that I see what you folks have posted recently.
Or if you are feeling REALLY, REally bold, ask her how this differs from collecting prospective boyfriends/husbands for all her single friends. I know my wife spends way to much time playing matchmaker. Of course since our couch is very lumpy, I would never point this out to her. (Grin)
Ouch. I didn’t realize the truth would be so painful. My wife gets hers in. She mimes fingering the whistle and hoots the Mexican Hat Dance. I tell her that’s not Irish. She doesn’t care and laughs at me.
Tony
Ya know Tony, The Mexican Hat Dance is in 6/8 time so it is a jig technically speaking. Maybe it was originally written by one of the San Patricio’s who fought in the Mexican-American war
See Dick. See Dick try. See Dick try to play. See Dick try to play his whistle. See Dick’s family. See Dick’s family run.
See Dick’s family run over his whistles!
I guess it might sound like that to non-whistle fanatics (NWF’s), but Hey! when ya can’t play your whistle, ya hafta find something to do with your time!
[ This Message was edited by: paulsdad on 2001-08-08 16:08 ]
My daughter spent all of last week at a band camp up in the Sequoias. When we went to pick her up on Sunday, I gave her a big hug because I had missed her. She hugged me back, and then saw the whistle in my back pocket. She said “Oh Dad, I can’t believe you brought your whistle with you. I am so embarrassed.” (True story)
Banjo jokes abound on the Mandolin board. There is even an entire web site devoted to banjo jokes. I guess we should all be consoled that at least there isn’t a web site dedicated to whistle jokes yet. or is there? (I 'm not counting that bizarre entity called “Chiff and Fipple: The Poststructural Tinwhistle Internet Community”)
Okay, now I feel very lucky. I haven’t been playing long, but my husband is so interested that now HE wants a whistle. I find this funny because the whole reason I took up the whistle is to have an instrument to play with him – he plays awesome classical guitar. And every cool whistle I read about he says, “are you going to get that one? Get that one. I want one, too.” Ha! The answer to marital bliss – you must share the same obsessions.
