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jazzfishI got a haircut today. I think the last professional haircut I got was a year or so after I moved to DC in 2006, and it wasn't all that pleasant an experience. Sometime after that Emily offered to snip my split ends, which she did once a year or so until 2017.
This one went pretty well: had a no-nonsense barber, which is the best kind of barber, who was happy to just lop off a couple inches of badly damaged ends and trim up along my neck. I feel a bit better. Gonna be weird trying to wash my hair in the morning, though.
Last weekend I drove down from Fort to Vancouver (well, Burnaby, to stay at AirBnZee), and then the next day down to Seattle and back for Orpheus Descending rehearsal. Rehearsal went fine; the ritual/event is this coming weekend and I'm more or less looking forward to it.
On the way back I stopped in Bellingham, which is around halfway between Seattle and Vancouver (well, Burnaby). It's a neat little college town. Kelly lived there for a year when she was in grad school, and I visited her a few times, and then Emily and I used to pop down there two or three times a year. It's got a good music store, and two big used bookstores (I believe one has since closed), and a fantastic ice cream shop, and is just a pleasant downtown to walk around in. On Sunday the pouring rain stopped as I pulled up, and it was all autumnal and crisp and bright-leaves-everywhere and it just felt good to be there.
On Monday I finally got around to writing down a list of all the things I want to accomplish while I'm in Vancouver. I understand why I've been feeling so overwhelmed for much of September. I'm used to having maybe a half dozen things hanging out that I feel like I need to do: go grocery shopping, or take out the trash, or whatever. The Vanlist had around twenty items on it. I hadn't realised it was quite that many.
Things have been coming off the list at a greater rate than they've been being re-added, which is helping a lot with the stress.
One of the things on the list was to pick up a tenor recorder. Earlier this year I found my old soprano recorder from third grade, and it's been fun to noodle around on. It's a bit shrill, though.
G who's running music for Orpheus has written a simple woodwind theme for Pan, and she's got a nice wooden recorder (and I think she's borrowed a tinwhistle). I mentioned that I was thinking about picking up a tenor, and she sounded pretty happy about having that as a harmony.
It is Large, something like twice the length and three times the diameter of the soprano. My right hand aches a bit trying to stretch to reach all the notes. I do rather like the sound of it, though, when I can convince it to play notes and not squeak at me.
I dunno. I'm tired. Maybe it's only four things this time.
This one went pretty well: had a no-nonsense barber, which is the best kind of barber, who was happy to just lop off a couple inches of badly damaged ends and trim up along my neck. I feel a bit better. Gonna be weird trying to wash my hair in the morning, though.
Last weekend I drove down from Fort to Vancouver (well, Burnaby, to stay at AirBnZee), and then the next day down to Seattle and back for Orpheus Descending rehearsal. Rehearsal went fine; the ritual/event is this coming weekend and I'm more or less looking forward to it.
On the way back I stopped in Bellingham, which is around halfway between Seattle and Vancouver (well, Burnaby). It's a neat little college town. Kelly lived there for a year when she was in grad school, and I visited her a few times, and then Emily and I used to pop down there two or three times a year. It's got a good music store, and two big used bookstores (I believe one has since closed), and a fantastic ice cream shop, and is just a pleasant downtown to walk around in. On Sunday the pouring rain stopped as I pulled up, and it was all autumnal and crisp and bright-leaves-everywhere and it just felt good to be there.
On Monday I finally got around to writing down a list of all the things I want to accomplish while I'm in Vancouver. I understand why I've been feeling so overwhelmed for much of September. I'm used to having maybe a half dozen things hanging out that I feel like I need to do: go grocery shopping, or take out the trash, or whatever. The Vanlist had around twenty items on it. I hadn't realised it was quite that many.
Things have been coming off the list at a greater rate than they've been being re-added, which is helping a lot with the stress.
One of the things on the list was to pick up a tenor recorder. Earlier this year I found my old soprano recorder from third grade, and it's been fun to noodle around on. It's a bit shrill, though.
G who's running music for Orpheus has written a simple woodwind theme for Pan, and she's got a nice wooden recorder (and I think she's borrowed a tinwhistle). I mentioned that I was thinking about picking up a tenor, and she sounded pretty happy about having that as a harmony.
It is Large, something like twice the length and three times the diameter of the soprano. My right hand aches a bit trying to stretch to reach all the notes. I do rather like the sound of it, though, when I can convince it to play notes and not squeak at me.
I dunno. I'm tired. Maybe it's only four things this time.