Your opinions evolve over time. These are now my opinions on women’s fashions:
- It looks just fine.
- No, it does not make your ass look fat.
Your opinions evolve over time. These are now my opinions on women’s fashions:
Uploading fotos just now, I decide to send Gamma to photography lessons, because she totally manages to make me look like a fat, old dumbass.
Maybe it’s the low angle, she’s a kid, you know?

I was on the front steps saying bye to my wife who leaves a little earlier for work than I do when I noticed she was staring intently into our back yard, at a bush from underneath which was coming a sound like a chihuahua quacking like a duck.
Is that a duck? she asked.
I wondered if it might be the neighbor dog. But then my wife said, a hedgehog.
She is really good at spotting animals.
I walked over to the bush and the bark/quacking stopped. Also that whole corner of the yard stank like hedgehogs.
They have a unique odor.
The cloud of hedgehog odor was about 12’x12’x12′, and cloud-shaped.
I saw a hedgehog, then I saw a second one. Fair-sized adults. I figured they were fucking, because when they’re fighting they make a different sound, and don’t stink so much.
Time to clean out the hedgehog houses.
Concert tour to Italy last weekend, i.e. my amateur orchestra played a theater in Vicenza. It was wonderful. Here a few impressions, in no particular order because I am still really tired.
While professional musicians have it bad (cheap hotels on the outskirts, wine in plastic cups while VIPs get the crystal), amateur musicians sleep in youth hostels and drink home made wine from 2-gallon bottles in parking lots.
Which was a lot of fun, as it turns out.
Vicenza is a nice town, with a cool theater. Also they’re sharp dressers.
I’m not going to call it messing up my intonation and leaving out the hard notes any more. Instead, it will be known as exploring microtonality and intermittency technique.
At least I wasn’t the one who barfed (discreetly) on stage1.
As far as I know, no one in the audience barfed.
Weather was beautiful in Venice, where we spent a few hours on our way back.
1a high point of my musical career, witnessing that
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