For me, it was 2 a.m. last night, or this morning. Couldn't sleep, so I thought I might as well get up and work through Uncle Rod's chord bootcamp and cram all those chords into my brain ASAP so I can do what I really want with the uke. After cycling through the chords in several keys, I began to experiment with chord shapes up the neck and the scale attached to each, and bam! Before I knew it I was improvising using a blues scale, milking the flatted third. I couldn't believe the wail coming out of the tiny soprano—it is a veritable blues machine! That was the moment I fell in love with the uke.