Hey, you guys think you're suffering by imagining those leotards, Gris and I actually got to see them! Well, not "them" because the leotard store was closed that day, but we got a peek at the stockings he had before he got the leotards.
Gris is right, ain't nothing wrong with any part of Sherp that goes into playing drums. That cat can really howl! (OK, I know, I'm dating myself with that last one.) It did his psyche good, and ours, too. There's nothing like a fine drummer to lay down the structure for the music.
Now to get those clots busted up and outta there. Once that happens, look out world, SherpaKroto will be back!
BTW, Sherp says he doesn't know why he has us as friends, so let me tell you how it started for me. I'd been lurking, then posting on VFTT for awhile, but I hadn't done any hiking with anyone here yet. Then I went to the 2005 winter gathering. Walked into the big tent and Sherp was the first person I saw. He greeted me as if he had known me for years, and I felt like I belonged there. Guess I still do, thanks to SherpaK (and all the other fine folks around here). He does that to people.
So Paul, WE thank YOU, and we're all pulling for you to beat those clots into submission soon.