conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

mando-doxy?

Or is it ortho-lin? My mandolin teacher today made a comparison between his job and mine. "You see," he said, "I assume that you have been trained in interpretation, history, perhaps languages and other disciplines appropriate to your field. Ideally this makes you a patient teacher, prepared to make that slow journey to help someone eliminate bad spiritual habits."

"Um, sure." I responded.

"Well, that is how I understand my job. I am here to teach you mandolin orthodoxy."

A couple of weeks ago he also shook his head after I botched a new picking pattern and said "If the right hand offends..."

Yeah, I am pretty much in heaven right now.

Posted by tripp at August 14, 2006 05:33 PM