Air Guitar! Aye, used to be a hella air guitar player waaay back in my high school & college dancing days, especially if listening to rock’n’roll guitars via opened doors of perception. But here, acting my age at 65, my air guitar is so DUSTY it’s RUSTY! Can’t even bend me ol’ fingers like I used to. Or rather, unbend them, LOL! Was inspired by the Vermont ice cream cow jamming on the guitar, of course. Grew up on a dairy farm in Virginia, remember! Well, my wife, who didn’t know me before we met in four summers ago, was somewhat, um, amused, Lol…