One ukulele, one pile of past performances, no shame.
I was playing around with my shiny new baritone uke last night, and my mind wandered off to tomorrow’s Rebel Stakes, and this happened:
horse racing writing. horse racing enthusiasm.
One ukulele, one pile of past performances, no shame.
I was playing around with my shiny new baritone uke last night, and my mind wandered off to tomorrow’s Rebel Stakes, and this happened: