November 29, 2008
random, not for nothing
1. This week I may crack 30 miles. My leg still gets sore occasionally, but then it goes away. I can cross my "bad" ankle over my good knee without wincing or feeling much of anything; after almost 4 months, this is huge progress. Running generally doesn't hurt at all, unless you count my sore pride when I tried to run fast this past Monday.
2. This week I really fell down on the cross training. One day the Y was closed because of a busted water main, but other days I've allowed myself to get too frustrated with the fact that the machines I want to use aren't always available right when I want to use them, because people are using them as not only workout machines but also armchairs, sofas, and reading desks. I hate waiting but I also hate standing there staring like a bitchy entitled white lady, so I usually end up leaving short of the full whatever-I'd-planned for the day.
3. Next week I have jury duty, and while I'm not going to feign insanity or libertarianism to get out of it, I do hope I get cut immediately. I know it's my duty and all, but the economy is bad and I'm poor and jury duty is going to seriously fuck with my work schedule.
4. I can't keep my hands off the viola. I'm working through a beginner book and have learned to play "The Dreidel Song" and "Lightly Row" (solo and orchestral versions) and "Hot Cross Buns." I remember my dad trotting me out at nine years old to play "Hot Cross Buns" on the viola for some neighbor or relative, and I think (I hope) I'm a little tiny bit better now than I was then. Today the mail brought some rosin, some fingerboard tape, and a mute, so my neighbors may allow me to live until my intonation gets better. One thing I didn't count on was the difficulty caused by my farsightedness; even with glasses, I can't switch focus between the bow right in front of my nose, and my fingers two feet away. So I just look at the music or the wall until my bowing or intonation goes to hell, usually about 5 or 6 seconds. I know blind people play strings, so there's got to be a way.
5. Our non-VU band is playing next Saturday night, with our drummer even, yowza. So any of you people who are local to me and have nothing better to do, well you just better come out to see us or I'm going to get really depressed.
Posted by joe positive at November 29, 2008 4:02 PM
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A comeback, bitchy, entitled, jury duty, blindness, YMCA, violas and rock and roll all in one post. Nice.
I just got my husband a mandolin for his birthday and he is loving his new baby. It rocks to conquer a new instrument (this particularly from a non-musically adept person).
Posted by: Mindi at November 30, 2008 8:48 PM
...whenever i read/hear that word - mandolin - i just immediately start thinking of Tubular Bells when towards the end Mike calls out the names of the instruments he uses to repeat the main phrase, and ever-so-uniquely says: "Man-do-lin"...
Posted by: corrado giambalvo at December 1, 2008 6:15 AM