Next topic. During fiddle class on Wednesday night we learned a tune written to an Robert Burns Piece: This is No My Ain Lassie (No this (she) is not my only lady). I sarcastically asked if we were learning this piece as a tribute to Bill Clinton, in light of Todd Purdum's Vanity Fair article? Most laughed.
Also, there was a new student at class. Every time there is a new student we have to introduce ourselves and say what we do when we are not playing the fiddle. When it came turn to me I stated my name and then said I am an importer/exporter. The new student went really, what do you import: I said potato chips. At that point the class would not let my gig continue.