Strangling the Cat

As I sit on Reboot across the water from a local bar I am reminded of the old advice to Princesses: "You have to kiss a lot of frogs if you want to marry a Prince." When one goes to an "open mike" night one expects that they will be subjected to a lot of terrible music. The hope is that one or two of the acts will actually be good enough to make up for the bad. This is rarely the case but as Alexander Pope said in An Essay on Man: "Hope springs eternal... " On the other hand when when goes to a bar with a paid band one expects (no, let me rephrase that, I expect) that the music would be decent. Or at least tolerable. What I am listening to does not make the cut. And people applaud. Is this like those who tip waiters for miserable service? I guess so.

Fair winds and followings seas :)