As of about 6:20 we are the happy new recipiants of a lovely new upright piano. After much bitching and moaning, both elderly ex hippie with a frizzy white ponytail and bad teeth and his strapping young hispanic helper brought the goddam thing under the deck, down the 4 concrete steps and steep stairwell, through the unfinished area of the basement and into Andrew's office. With the new futon, piano, and Andrew's computer...I've teased that he'll never leave that room again.