Tiny Dancer in My Head

In addition to a Benadryl addiction, dad's been hankering for Elton John, particularly Levon, Your Song, Burn Down the Mission, Tiny Dancer (of course). He woke up last night at 11pm to put on the earphones and reminisce. We really need the Pat O's piano players to show up, maybe we'll have to say a few things to the "Make a Wish" foundation that we won't be entirely proud of.

Spirits are up, rash is down, itching to get out of here...