And this morning I did my first new blog entry since February, this one about how to notate swing eighths. Fascinating, I hear you not say. Woo hoo, I hear me say. And then I contemplate the predicate nominative yet again.
So almost exactly two weeks from now I start at New Music On the Point. Two weeks from THEN, I stop. In less than two weeks I'll be in New York for Prism Quartet's premiere of Compass, followed by the same show in Philly the next night. Then it's straight to NMOP, baby. And before that, I guess it's time for the inspection of my car, which is June every year. So there. Immediately thereafter, Beff and I go to Vermont for a coupla weeks, then we come back, and then we go back again, and, and ... oh, it's just so...so....
The first two of this week's pics are Hipstamatics -- the Ben Smith Dam, and Cammy sitting in Beff's place at the dining room table. Then we have a Maynard street scene with some of the color removed (iPhone app), Cammy asleep on the scratching pad, Sunny and Cammy in comics mode (iPhone app), me in pencil sketch mode (iPhone app), and three of my Camargo pics given various artistic slants (iPad app). Bye.
JUNE 2 Breakfast was nothing yet, but there will be cofee and rice link sausages. Dinner was hot dogs and salad (using up the buns). Lunch was lentil and ham soup and a chicken sandwich at the Horseshoe Pub in Hudson. TEMPERATURE EXTREMES SINCE LAST 56.7 and 90.1. MUSIC GOING THROUGH MY HEAD AS I TYPE THIS Let's Groove Tonight, Earth Wind and Fire. LARGE EXPENSES SINCE LAST UPDATE Airplane tickets for Utah, $738; camera and accessories $148. COMPANIES THAT HAVE NOT COVERED THEMSELVES IN GLORY Best Buy for the large gap between expected delivery while ordering and actual delivery after ordering. Staples, for a price match guarantee that excludes other companies' websites. COMPANIES THAT HAVE COVERED THEMSELVES IN GLORY Best Buy, for beating everyone's price on the camera I wanted by 35 percent. POINTLESS NOSTALGIC REMINISCENCE: It was hard to top playing a solo that was really a duo in front of the elementary school band when I was in fifth grade, but I guess we did when I was in eighth. There was a new building and a new music teacher, and at the final concert, Jim Hoy played drums and I played trombone solo with Mr. (Harold) Bernstein, who played piano. The rep: Colour My World and 25 or 6 to 4. Dad's friend Carl Eller, the saxophonist who always gave me rides to the Enosburg Band concerts, said it was very good. NUMBER OF HAIRCUTS I GOT LAST WEEK: 0. CUTE CAT THINGS TO REPORT: They go nuts playing around 3 am, I drift asleep, and shortly they are zonked, on either side of me. NEW ON THIS SITE THIS WEEK: This page, Piano music. THIS WEEK'S MADE-UP WORD: stassle, unknown origin, seems to mean the tips of the legs of a centipede. RECOMMENDATION AND PROFESSIONAL LETTERS WRITTEN THIS LAST TWO WEEKS: 2. FUN DAVY FACT YOU WON'T READ ANYWHERE ELSE I don't have perfect pitch, but I seem to be excellent at identifying a metronome marking. WHAT THE NEXT BIG TREND WOULD BE IF I WERE IN CHARGE: Three-syllable words are now one-syllable words. PHOTOS IN MY IPHOTO LIBRARY: 17,131. WHAT I PAID FOR GASOLINE RECENTLY $3.83 in Maynard. THE POPE CAN'T BE BOTHERED WITH THESE sticky gold stars, the corner of the bedroom, some wainscotting I forgot about, a head of steam.
Dear reader, this is planned to be a short update, and the only one for the month of June. All that has happened continues to happen, except a little later, and every time that happens, I'm older, too.
Beff was in Mexico for ten or eleven days, and that means she wasn't here. MWA ha ha, the place is lapsing, purposefully, into bachelor pad mode. Except I've been fairly good at picking up shedded cat fur and sweeping the bathroom floor. Not to mention, I even changed the cat water and the cat litter. All else, though, is getting the bachelor guy treatment. I expect that in a few days the place will be livable again.
So in Mexico Beff taught, performed, toured, and uploaded pictures to Facebook. I gave her -- as in, gave her -- the small Nikon camera I'd bought to take to France, and then I yearned to have it some more. Thus, I bought one online from Best Buy, whose $119 price beat Staples's $179 by a little bit. It has not yet arrived. I could have gone to Staples to buy it for the higher price, and it's not in stock there. Thus, they would take me to a kiosk and order it from the Staples web page. They would not, however, match the Best Buy price because that's on a web page. Hence, they won't match the price of a camera ordered from a web page to one that can be ordered with a web page.
There. Just wanted to say that. Thank you for listening.
The weather got suddenly warm and humid, and the air conditioners went in, and have been in fairly constant use. Until today. I have taken regular bike rides, and when not, I have done the steep walk over and around Summer Hill -- for that I now have to bring a headnet, since the mosquitoes (zanzare in Italian) are dense. Even along the Assabet trail they are dense ... and the public building in the Wildlife Preserve is now finally opened. The trails in there are, meanwhile, as they always were, except later, and older.
Not much in the way of funness has been occupying me. Work on quartet proceeds, and I get all the good ideas while on walks or bike rides, and this movement is harder to write than it should be -- mostly because, perhaps, I'm a bit spent from all the music I've written already this year. So my nefarious plan isn't working. I'll have to rub it all over my body. But -- there are ideas. But soon the piece shall be set aside for ...
Schedule A-Splode. Tomorrow I drive to New York for the premiere of "Compass" with the Prism Saxophone Quartet. Then to Philly the next day for the second performance. Then, drive back here, see Beff for the first time in a while, pack, drive to Leicester, Vermont, for two weeks at New Music on the Point -- one day of which will be spent driving to New York for the performance of Talking Points, and driving back. Whoo! Then, after all of that, drive home, mow the lawns, etc., and then go to Vermont for a couple of weeks. I am looking forward to that part -- though the lake is very high this year and I expect not much of a beach.
Since Beff was out, most meals have been mahi mahi burgers made on the grill (yummy, actually). And almost the only fun was tapas with Lee and Kate on Newbury Street in Boston. I like dining with them because they are fun, and there isn't any shop talk. And meanwhile, yesterday I did lunch in Hudson with Big Mike of the Ka-Ching Twins. He had the tuna sandwich.
Many tornadoes here last night, thankfully very distant from here. Early in the morning, it was steamy and muggy but clear, and I drove to Acton Toyota for my 2011 inspection sticker. And got the free breakfast. On the way back, I got some staples at Donelans, some paper at Staples, and some more staples at Trader Joe's. Now at 8:10 or so, I heard distant thunder and saw a big black cloud, a bit north of where I was going to be driving (home, silly). So on my drive home I encountered TWO hail storms -- one with fairly big hailstones (nickel size, they said on the news),a clearning of sorts, and then in downtown Maynard, pea-sized hail. I was trying to rush back to close the windows in the house, of course, but it turns out to have hardly rained at all at my house. Well.
That's my weather story, and to it will sticking have been done by me.
Next update: July. MWA ha ha.
This weeks pictures: five fun things done on the iPhone and iPad. The pink clouds were over Summer Hill (north of here) at 8:30 last night. Then there's the cats being confused by a turtle crossing the yard, and puddles on my Assabet walk this morning. Bye.