Lord's Ohio or Bust

a certain special someone is the proud owner of a shiny mandolin, which has given me full license to refer to her as a 'mandolier,' which makes me think of man candy, which she is, sans man.

Also -- brand new (used) tenor sax, sitting at the foot of the guest bed, and I remember all my major scales by heart and ear. The last one was stoled and pawned for drugz and cash money close to a decade ago,and now there is a replacement! And the case -- O, the case -- soon to be covered in either a) grossly patriotic stickers (bald eagle, "THESE COLORS DON'T RUN OR BURN"), or glitter + duct tape + origami squirrels. Or maybe this bumper regalia:

Right? Revelation, fire, brimstone, re-upping on the devout quotient?

Naw. Origami rodents, all the way.