i saw some images that affected me this morning, more than the words that carried the news about whats going on in the world.  I dont know what that says about me. it was a little piece for the new york times that chronicled the life of a piano out on the street.  people came up and played the piano over the course of a few days.  it was really beautiful.  and then some people decide that it apparently should not just sit there. they destroy the piano.  I didnt expect to be affected like that, I could barely watch it.  all the intricate parts.  there is something about a piano.  its the elephant of the musical instruments.