Happiness is...

I love the Japanese, but it may have been all those high dollar Toto's that put the nation into an intractable financial position since forever ago.

Happiness is getting shite-shocked by a 220 volt carbon brush on my CNC router motor and finding later in the day that I was feeling very good. Gained a whole new respect for electroshock therapy.

Happiness is a warm but not too warm stereo system.

In light of the fact that I am too old to have a surviving uncle I hereby adopt Uncle Wilber to fill that void.

I just love this thread. Likening musicophilia to heart trouble is a very felicitous and amusing metaphor.

Well, Uncle Wilbur "uncle" is a sinecure that requires no obligations. Uncles are supposed to be vaguely hanging out at the periphery of things and being inscrutable. That's how mine were. When they passed on everybody just sort of looked at each other and said "where'd he go?" However, in you case Uncle Wilbur everybody will say "who turned off the laughs?"