a cool surprise

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Today at work, my friend Melodie came over and asked, “Are you doing something tonight?”

“Not yet.”

“Would you LIKE to be doing something tonight?”

“Love to. Such as?”

“I’m going to see the live show of Wait Wait, Don’t Tell Me, and I have an extra free ticket, if you’d like to come.”

“You mean the radio show? Heck yeah! I love that show.”

So I’m going downtown to the Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, to see a live performance and taping of the show. For free.

Sweet!

rated ‘G’

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Online Dating

I found this on Eric Edberg’s site, and just had to try it for myself. Sheesh, I had no idea my blog was so tame. Good thing I didn’t try this rating system a month ago, after a particularly bummer day, when I dropped a huge F-bomb.

Well, here’s a gratuitous one for the censors:

Fuck.

Just trying to keep it real here, folks, and show what a hardcore I really am. And speaking of ‘keeping it real’, why is it that so many people insist on using that phrase? Have I been fake all this time without even realizing it? If I have been, I’m genuinely sorry.

misheard

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This morning, I dropped my cello off to get the last of its big repairs done (yay!), and I stopped at Tiny’s coffee shop on the way home to. . .uh. . .get some coffee. After I made my order, the barista guy asked, “How’s your weekend going so far?”

“Great,” I replied. “I just dropped my cello off. It’s getting fixed.”

He stared at me, dumbfounded, with a horrified look on his face.

“What?” I asked, smiling.

“You CHOPPED your TOE OFF? Jesus! Are you okay?”

The Plan, redux

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String arrangement – written

“Once” – seen. It was very good, very touching, very ‘real’, and the music is great.

The gig with Steph was really fun. It was at a middle school, to celebrate their last day before summer. We played two half-hour sets, took a short break, then played a third set. It was very unlike most of the other shows we’ve played, for lots of reasons. It was in a gymnasium, we had a whole corner of it to ourselves, so we (did I say ‘we’? Cause I meant ‘I’. ha ha) had plenty of room to run around. Another fun thing about it was that playing in a gym is very different from playing in a jazz club, and you get to play louder and act weirder. DrummerCharlie was having a blast getting to play in a way that he rarely gets a chance to, and I walked all over the ‘stage’ (really it was a corner blocked off by wrestling mats) like one of the Rolling Stones or something. BassPlayerKeith played with us for the first time. You may know him from being in Dirty Martini at the same time I was. It was really great to see him and play with him again; he’s just an all-around great guy. The kids were amazing. I think the second set of the three was the most fun. We signed T-shirts and yearbooks and somewhat surprisingly, even gave a few hugs. There was a group of boys who asked their teacher if they could dance. She said, “Of COURSE you can, that’d be great.” They replied, “No no, we want to dance with HER.” Meaning Steph. It was hilarious. We left the gig completely exhausted, with ringing ears from all the screams and cheers.

After that, I drove home to unload my instruments, then raced back downtown to the DMV to get new license plates. After having the car for six months, everything is finally legal and accounted for. Emissions test passed, registration in my name, Oregon license plates. Relief.

Crystin’s song – e-mailed. Now I’m just waiting for the verdict on the mix to see what she and the filmmaker think of the new-and-improved version.

This morning I’m going to take my cello in for Part Two of the repairs that it needs. It’s going to get the neck wedged up a little bit, because for some reason it’s not at the standard cello neck height. At the same time, it’ll get a new bridge, which is the little wooden tower-shaped thingy that the strings rest on. I’m also going to get a ‘wolf’ eliminator installed (it’s too complicated to explain what that is), and last but not least, I’m getting a new set of strings, because it’s time for that too. All these repairs are going to make my cello easier to play and stay in tune, make the sound ‘ring out’ better, but most of all it will make me a much better cellist. I’m going to have to un-learn a lot of weird habits that I’ve acquired, because of playing such a non-standard instrument for so long, but I’m very ready for that. I guess If I wasn’t, none of this would matter. I’ve improved a lot as a player, and I keep finding myself limited by my instrument, which is unacceptable. So off it goes to the shop, to get what it needs.

It’s time to go do that. I need to get off the computer, get into the shower, and start the day. And of course, some coffee would be good too; hmmm.

the hilarity ensues

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At work today, I came across a woman whose first name was Rosetta. I said to the lady who sits across from me, “This lady’s first name is Rosetta. Wouldn’t it be funny if her last name was Stone?”

“…?”

“You know, like the Rosetta Stone.”

“…?”

“It’s that stone with all the writing on it that shows how to translate Egyptian hieroglyphs into ancient Greek or whatever.”

“Oh. I’ve never heard of that.”

“You’d know it if you saw it. Here.” I sent her an e-mail with some pics from a quick Google search. “Look familiar?”

“No.”

“Uhh, okay.”

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[edit:] After reading this blog entry, Crystin reminded me of a conversation I had at a different job, a bunch of years ago:

Me, to Person 1:

“Ohmygosh, I went to the Chinese Garden for the first time today. It was amazing. Have you been there?”
“No. What is it?”
“Uhhhh. . .it’s a garden, built in the classical Chinese style. With the stone walls and the teahouse and the pond and all that. Beautiful.”
“Oh. Well, my kids did this funny thing today–”

Me, to person 2:

“Hey, I went to the Chinese Garden today.”
“What’s that?”
“You know, downtown. It’s been in the paper for months. . .? Just opened up. . .? Anyway, it’s awesome; I recommend it.”
“Hunh. I never heard of that.”
“Oh, okay.”

Me, to person 3:

“Hey, I went to the Chinese Garden today.”
“Oh, I don’t like sushi.”
“No, it’s not a restaurant, it’s a garden. THE Chinese Garden. Downtown.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that.”
“Well, it’s kinda new. Anyway, it’s a classical-style Chinese garden, built in Suzhou then taken apart by hand and shipped over here and put back together. Really beautiful and amazing.”
“I never heard of that.”

Me, to person 4 :

“Sure is busy today, huh?”