As I was walking to work yesterday, head buried in my collar to fight the cold, I looked up and almost walked smack into two tuba players. They were sliding down DeSoto street carrying enormous, shiny tubas, trying to protect the mouths of the tubas from snow and crap blowing in there.
And they were FEMALE tuba players! I love that! I feel like tubas are traditionally male instruments, so it made me feel happy that Pitt seems to have at least two ladies on that big horn. I just wonder why they were out and about. What, during the cold snap wintry mix, made them think, "I should take my tuba for a walk today"?
After years of nomadic temporary employment, advanced degrees, and chocolate ice cream, a rugger with a love of knitting and a cyclist with no domestic skills signed a Ketubah and bought a house in Pittsburgh.
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