No, not the musical instrument organ.

I am referring to what happens when old friends (the term is used literally here) get together for an evening out.

“My back” laments one. “Your back?  “My back.” “How’s your knee holding up?” “Since my back started acting up, my knees have quieted down.”

And so it goes, a discourse that starts somewhere around the head and shoulders, and works it way down the body describing, in minute detail, all the woes and ails ending finally with the description of  the tingling, numbness, hammer, bunion, hangnail, possibly a neuroma, of the toes.

An Organ recital.