Thursday, February 10, 2005
I’m learning how to post a photo!
This is me!
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Mob-less Organ and Dreams of Italy…
The semester is starting to pick up… I had my first organ lesson yesterday, and it really is a completely different world from the piano. My teacher is sweet and friendly; we’ll get along well. Today I spent an hour and a half in a practice room making a lot of noise. Organs are so LOUD. I kept checking behind me to see if I had an angry mob outside my practice room. The mob never showed, so I kept pulling stop after stop. Playing with my feet is the best ever, especially the lowest notes. This is going to be awesome.
Saturday, February 05, 2005
Laidback Friday Nights…
Last night, my friend Maria and I went to a concert in the Fine Arts Center. I was so excited—the artist was Lizz Wright, a jazz singer, and I love jazz! It was a simple, intimate evening: just the singer, pianist, guitarist, and percussionist in front of a black curtain. The audience was fairly small and sat close to the stage, so it felt more relaxed. And Lizz Wright has a deep, strong voice and poetic lyrics. It was great. Maria and I got coffee afterwards from the Fish House and went back to her apartment to talk. It was one of those perfect, laidback Friday nights.
Thursday, February 03, 2005
The first week of class, and it’s almost over! I wasn’t expecting this week to go so well. Usually during the first week in a semester, I go through what some friends have fondly named “syllabus shock,” meaning I’m holding four or five syllabuses (syllabi??) and thinking about papers and quizzes, and it seems like everything in the world is due TOMORROW and no way on this planet will it ever happen… Then by the second week, I’m back to normal, and everything works out. I do this every semester, and so by now I thought “Here it comes—I’ll just plan on this week to be crazy.”
Sunday, January 30, 2005
The End of Break
The last few hours of Interim break. If I thought I had been lazy over Interim… it just got worse over break! Moving at all takes too much effort. I really can’t believe that I can be so active and productive during the semester only to shut down entirely over break. Ridiculous.
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
End of Interim
Interim is over; it’s tragic. And I’m not exaggerating, because my class was on Wagner’s Ring operas, and at the end, everyone burns up. The hero, his wife, their horse, the gods, and a few others. Tragic.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
One of my good friends wished for two feet of snow, and I think we’re nearly there. Piles and piles of snow! Enough to postpone the famous Calvin-Hope basketball game, so even the natives must be impressed. I always forget to expect tons of snow. And I’m seriously considering building a snowman to stand guard on our balcony. There’s enough snow for one obese man, or two well-built ones. The snow doesn’t pack well, though. Maybe I’ll just pile it into a mound, pour water over the whole thing, and create a snow blob that we can keep till May.