shortcutsrus: My better half amazed me by tickling the ivories in the student lounge at Princeton one day, thus revealing yet another hidden talent; that memory, as well as the fact that this location sat well along the bee-trail, inspired this cache. The placement was always dodgy, though, and someone employed nearby seems to have developed a penchant for watching the GZ. So, in the words of Beethoven and Back and Liberace, 'adios, George!'