Crossing a bridge in London. One side doesn’t have a fence, and I’m scared to go . The other side has a fence, and I walk across, looking at the Thames. Get on a train, it’s an old school car with the wood and the rounded ceiling. Get off and walk down a street towards Chelsea-the street is deserted and someone is following us. We turn onto another street and go up steep stone stairs.
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Weds., gamelan tonight. Pretty quiet week, so far. S went to a school play last night-very tired this morning. Good w/o-still hard with the jogging-I was never a good runner, but if I keep this up, I may improve my shape enough to be that or close enough. Even when I was going to the gym all the time, I just skated back and forth from home, or along the bike path. I haven’t done any real running since middle school, and sucked at it then. Hopefully that can change.
Friday-got up early, home early…Choir last night-trying to learn sight reading, but not yet-had to write notes out. The drum sight reading was not bad. Not bad on the song for Sun., but need more work-I’m not much of an on the spot musician unless you want improv. I also have trouble remembering specific lines unless they’re written down-I tend to play it different every time…This trips me up when I play peking at gamelan-I’m playing it for Puspawarna, and there are lots of rests, which require interpolation.
Monday-power was out when I got here, but it went on about 11. Same ol’ weekend-clean, shop, church-played OK. M to prom on Fri. night-had to cut my workout off to get him. S went to the pool Sun. and a thing at Pietro’s. W/o w/no M-he’s sick. C is getting it too-I got away with just a sore throat. Tax day. Bills to pay. Calgon, take me away. lol. That was lame-M was talking about dad jokes… So, Weds., w/o last night-M was able to come, I’m still increasing the intensity of my cardio-18 mins of running, half at 5 mph, half at 5.5/6, 12 mins of walking at 4 mph as recovery between the running-all intervals-. I may be able to make it to a full half-hour of running at some point. It’s still kind of amazing to me that I’m doing this!
Thurs., finished up the database changes, choir tonight. E locked her keys in the car yesterday-had to leave early to get gas, gamelan went fine-Puspawarna was better. Shop, get C, shop more, dinner, bed late.
Links. brighter side: bunnies,
Not so bright: everything else.
Page 23, Sentence 5: “So if philosophy has as little substance as Krauss claims, if there is no way to make progress in philosophical knowledge, then this is as serious a problem for a physicist like Krauss as it is for those who call themselves philosophers.”, Plato at the Googleplex
In a garage, getting ready to move. Go through stuff, putting things in boxes and throwing stuff away.
Walking along a highway. We have to cross, and follow a bunch of people crossing, then cut over to another road.
In a field with a guide. We walk to a plot of grapevines that have odd yellowish spheres hanging from them. He says they’re beehives, and cracks one open to get the honey. We look for other ones that look abandoned, and there are a bunch of small ones and a few large ones.
At a convention, walking through a bunch of people. See Keith Moon, fully alive. I go over and start talking to him, then realize he’s dead. We talk for a bit.
On a lake, a guy is showing me around. He zooms really fast and turns quickly all around the lake. He comes close to some swimmers. I talk to a boy and apologize for drooling all over his shirt.
At school, S needs her violin. Look for it in First Grade. I open the door slowly, no violin.
Looking at a half-demolished building. People are climbing up it and sliding down. I worry about people getting hurt. Walk down and sit on a couch in a room that’s open. Start climbing up a bug pipe, and rip my jacket. Mom’s going to be mad-I look at it and think about how to repair it. A bunch of OHS people from my class walk by and recognize the guy sitting next to me. They come over and we get up, as every talks about what they do for work. I say mine, but no one listens. They group up and leave. I go to the next building looking for a spot to picnic. It’s nice and grassy with lots of trees. I walk up a hill and into a grove. The guard comes and says it’s off-limits. I ignore him and walk down, around and back. He follows, yelling. Go into the building and up to the lobby.
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Tuesday. Another week, and next week is the killer one. We’re so underwater. I think we’ll make it, but then it’s bill after bill after bill. I’m tired of this endless no money grind. So, home, visit church to pick up trash, w/o, dinner, bed. Up this morning. I woke up at 2:30 on Sun. night to cop cars zooming into our complex. No one else woke up, and I didn’t go out to investigate. Thursday-no work tomorrow. No gamelan last night. E went to help a friend. Friday, working from home. Getting stuff done-work and ripping libe stuff. W/o, choir rehearsal-it sucked for me, wine. Sat., drive E around, home, laze, practice pieces for Sun., Sun. up, Easter, church, played-not that bad, home, libe, M to libe, shop, etc., w/o, laze, S is having trouble getting to sleep. Up, finally get this stuff to QA and working.
Thursday-pretty quiet week, we got a little $$$ from school, which gives some breathing room. Not much other than the usual, w/o alone Tues., gamelan-new people, busy on C&G at work.
Saturday, the house is now tidy-laundry, dishes, vacuum, C to gf’s, windy and rainy outside-a nice day to work inside. W/o last night-moved up to running 18 mins out of 30-that was hard, but it should get easier. Proof M’s college essays, dinner-eating alone at a nice tidy dining table. Wish I had dessert. Sun., church, libe w/S, pick up E, mall-S & E got into it, home, lazy-so tired-napped a bit, w/o, dinner, pick up C, bed. Tweaked my neck.
Links. brighter side: striking teachers. Not so bright: everything else.
Page 23, Sentence 5: “The Island was growing fast, and the shores facing the unknown offered endless possibilities.”, The Island of Knowledge
In a theater, S is getting ready to do a play. Walk down to the stage, go to turn on the lights, the booth needs me to pump the starter first. It’s behind the wall. I do it and the lights go on. Walk over to the other side of the stage and get all my gear out of the bag. Pick up the slide and start in on a song. People are arriving for the show, and a stagehand tells me I have to pack up.
Playing gamelan, everyone says my feet smell, so I go to wash them. Come back and they’ve moved the instruments.
At U.S., go upstairs to pee, spraying everywhere. There are holes in the floor, looking down to another floor just below. I walk out and they’re going to demolish the building. Walk back into the huge space and people are milling around. I walk over the to the new building.
On a bus, playing with the kin in the seat in front. Go over to another seat, a goose attacks me. We arrive and I get off the bus and wait for everyone.
Walk through a park. It starts to rain and we get under a tarp.