This week has been pretty laid back. Not much news (Ed translation: I am still going to drag this out into an actual entry)
Here’s a run-down:
My roommate Aaron fought the law. And the law won. Clickity-clack here.
Went to the Blue Fugue (AKA Music Café) to see Chris, Rachel’s beau play in his band Los Desderados. Chris is from [edit: Memphis] (not Nashville), and plays the harmonica like no one’s business. Got to see Jesse and Rachel salsa dance along with a bellydancer and Old Blue, the 5 foot tall bearded ‘Nam vet that was a gopher in the war. Seriously, he is five feet tall. With a beard. Think Snow white and the seven dwarves.
Lots of positive energy, will go back again soon.
Listened to a lot of Bryn Terfel singing RVW. Now I wish I had a head like a grizzly bear.
Listened to a lot of the sublime Thomas Quasthoff singing Brahms. Thanked god I am not a thalidomide baby.
Excited to no end, but also very nervous to be cast as the big DG in our opera scenes.
That is all.