As every day, I thought up a great post driving to work this morning, then forgot it again. Melly’s being nice to me in an IM window I have open here, which makes me feel old. I have to mow the lawn tonight, I haven’t mowed it yet all year, and it’s incredibly long lush. But, it’s Friday. Finally.
Cello was interesting last night. I’m trying to learn this Bach menuett. It is one that is so famous that even I am familiar with it, so I know roughly what it should sound like. The teacher totally picked apart everything I did last night. Which is progress, because I used to be so bad there was no point in doing that.
Bowing right is hard, man.
Also people stared at me yesterday just because I was playing a tin whistle in my car at the light, which is okay.
Let’s hope you start a big trend. When we come visit, I hope to see lots of random motorists blowing their tin whistles at stoplights.
Oh, that sounds dirty.
you should see the looks i get when i play bodhran at the lights.
Once, when I drove a full-sized van and was stopped at a red light, I happened to glance at the car next to me. It wasn’t a tin whistle he was playing with.
recorder?
No, anyone playng a bodhran anywhere gets that look.