culture shock

so last friday i was laying around at seaver's apartment, we were recapping the day and catching up on  the week. all of a sudden he turns to me and says, "can i tell you something?" nervously i replied, "sure..." the rest of the conversation went like this: 

s: "i bought something today"

j: "what does that mean? what did you buy? should i be worried?"

s: "it is something i've been wanting to buy for a while"

j: "well can you just tell me what it is???"

s: "ok, i bought...bagpipes!"

j: laughed until i started crying. 

he had been talking about bagpipes lately, with our upcoming trip to 

scotland for my family reunion he was getting interested in the cultural things associated with my heritage. nice right?

there is another angle here though. 

being an analyst on wall street, seaver likes to think about things, and read a

bout things and discuss things for hours on end. he is perfectly content sitting behind a computer, even on a beautiful day, scouring the internet for new information on whatever topic he's into that week. be it a company in distress, a vacation or bagpipes. the guy is into knowledge. 

which brings me back to my his angle. with all this information in his head he is somehow able to figure out what he needs to do to make things work. see where this is going? he was certain that he knew how to play the bagpipes before he even ordered them. and, he almost does. i heard the pipes for the first time last night. they were not perfect but they were

 supremely better then what i heard when i attempted to play...

the next think i'm going to try to figure out is how to turn this: 

into this:

any suggestions?