Sunday
Went to Philharmonia Northwest.
Liked the Tuba Concerto. Forgot to listen to mine before going so as to be able to compare.
Don't have a program, and I don't remember the names of the pieces or who wrote them.
I sat at the back of the room in case I started to cough. I didn't.
I went to the library earlier in the day so I could watch some u-tubes
Got a late start to the concert so we ate at our University Mall Italian restaurant
after the show.
Anyway it apparently ruined Meredith's day (she is apparently incapable of feeding herself without my presence or my permission or some damn thing).
So I heard about it later in the day.
I did have a nice dream this morning, a former enemy and I approached each other and made peace.
Obviously a dream, wishful thinking and all.
For the last five years or so, she has men telling me and anybody else who will listen that she's going to have to kill me or divorce me when she retires
Said retirement looms in a week or too.
I wonder if this sort of thing is the start of the ridding process.
She had read a lot of British murder mystery books so she probably has the perfect crime all planned out.
Not that it would need to be all that perfect.
My experience with Dames and the Law seem to tell me that the y chromosome alone is enough for conviction.
Certainly worked that way with the SSO.
With their criminal prejudices, and, criminal harassment practices.
What the heck, their criminality in general.
Being x-x is nine points of the law.
I wonder why nobody don't like me.
I do wonder.
So, anyway, if this blog suddenly disappears, you'll have some idea of what might have happened.
How you would determine that a blog "suddenly" disappeared, I dunno.
..........What the??? Aaaaaarrrrgg!
Liked the Tuba Concerto. Forgot to listen to mine before going so as to be able to compare.
Don't have a program, and I don't remember the names of the pieces or who wrote them.
I sat at the back of the room in case I started to cough. I didn't.
I went to the library earlier in the day so I could watch some u-tubes
Got a late start to the concert so we ate at our University Mall Italian restaurant
after the show.
Anyway it apparently ruined Meredith's day (she is apparently incapable of feeding herself without my presence or my permission or some damn thing).
So I heard about it later in the day.
I did have a nice dream this morning, a former enemy and I approached each other and made peace.
Obviously a dream, wishful thinking and all.
For the last five years or so, she has men telling me and anybody else who will listen that she's going to have to kill me or divorce me when she retires
Said retirement looms in a week or too.
I wonder if this sort of thing is the start of the ridding process.
She had read a lot of British murder mystery books so she probably has the perfect crime all planned out.
Not that it would need to be all that perfect.
My experience with Dames and the Law seem to tell me that the y chromosome alone is enough for conviction.
Certainly worked that way with the SSO.
With their criminal prejudices, and, criminal harassment practices.
What the heck, their criminality in general.
Being x-x is nine points of the law.
I wonder why nobody don't like me.
I do wonder.
So, anyway, if this blog suddenly disappears, you'll have some idea of what might have happened.
How you would determine that a blog "suddenly" disappeared, I dunno.
..........What the??? Aaaaaarrrrgg!
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posted by Lane Savant at 12:50 PM
6 Comments:
O.K. I cleared my throat a couple of times. Which is likely as noisy as unwrapping a throat lozenge.
I think you will find that the following was your Sunday concert going agenda:
CONCERT III
10 February 2008 2:30 p.m.
St. Stephen's Episcopal Church
4805 NE 45th St., Seattle
Victoria Parker, violin R. Wagner Flying Dutchman Overture
R. Shakarian Violin Concerto
R. Strauss Wind Serenade
P. Tchaikovsky Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture
At least this is what the website promulgates. I don't know where the tubas came in.
Less than domestic bliss is never pretty, and yet so very prevelant; don't get me started; don't make me stop this car!
As to your demise, I think it is inevitable, but to have been undone or done in by your Frau; no that would be unacceptable, just as you are coming into your own as a composer, just before your won the Minnesota Mining contract, or whatever it is.
Actually the best way for her to do it is to buy two tickets for the Diner Train, where they have the murder mystery scenario that involves the audience, and let your lifeless, but not really, juas the victim of a drug-induced coma, body will drop out of the men's room door when someone tries to enter, and it will be up to the audience and the actors to solve the mystery. Then you will come to consciousness, wondering what the hell you are doing lying on the counter in front of the assembled masses, and the terrible sound of Meredith's laughter will haunt many of them forever.
Maybe if you do not quite finish off the chores in the remodel of the kitchen, this will forstall the inevitable.
How incredible that someone else is leaping off the cliff of retirement, and she will find more time for projects, gardening, and reading perhaps. Divorce, on the other hand is a much more painful process, as well you know from dealing with your practice wife back in the day. Since you do not have any domestic servants, it might be difficult to find a way to smoothly put into motion your premature transition from this side of the veil; often referred to as the veil of tears.
I guess the blog would disappear after X number of weeks or months when there is not a new entry or posting. Is there an actual procedure for closing down a blog site, or is abandonment the only solution?
How nice that Anonomann chirped in to celebrate your day of birth, and what nice things he said about Alex and I; and you of course.
Glenn
I guess you have too "busy" to screen submitted comments to you, or my comment from yesterday went into your spam file. That happens on NFTK sometimes.
Wouldn't it be nice if your dream was prophetic, and your former "enemy" and you made peace? Bitchin Cool and Rad it would be.
I had a dream too, probably induced by your levity and sarcasm--FFTL & FFTR both went down, just became some kind of cyber message that those blogs no longer exist. I tried to call you and your phone number was no longer valid. I drove up to Renton, and could no longer remember how to find your house. So I drove back to Sumner and went to a movie. What a nightmare! I kept thinking, "Oh crap, now I have to figure out how to run my own blog site, have to get some pointers in how to scan pics, and add links." What a hassle.
So my advice to you is to stay well, or at least stay. Somehow you have created a dependence in me with your whims, your rants, your sense of humor, and our memories of the sweet past, and not so sweet. I don't know if this gives you a strong sense of purpose, realizing that you are important to your loyal FFTL commenters and fans, but hey, somebody had to say it.
Wish you would get over your latest wrestling match with a virus. It has effected your judgement, your candor, your very existence. So be gone with it!
I am envious as hell that Miss Meredith is approaching her retirement. This morning dragging my ass out of bed to come to work was a herculean task; requiring super-human effort, motivation, and resolve.
As per my comments regarding your day of birth, yes, you are a "lucky man", and you need to acknowledge that, to revel in it, to roll in it like a dog on the carpet, like a cat in catnip. Either that or let your musical compostions reflect the miserable status of your perceived reality; that might be interesting too.
Again, it was nice to hear from Anonomann and LL. To have an overseas contact like that is way cool. It elevates FFTL into an international sensation, sort of.
Glenn
You know, dude, if Meredith offs you, there are some of us that will welcome you to the other side with open arms. Hell, you might even like it over here. Emily gets excited just thinking about your eventual arrival. But I got to tell you straight, even here there is no lying around on your butt. It's almost like a Commie plot. "To him according to his need, and from him according to his talent" sort of a thing. So the Old Man gives us plenty of Honey-Do's here too. That and the Life Review, and picking a job while you ponder your next incarnation or transfer to some other dimension or some other part of the universe. Busy, busy, busy, but hey, there is chocolate and sex and all the naps you crave, and the music is off the hook; that part you will dig. So don't be in a rush, but if it is your time, then so be it. Your pals and gals are waiting.
Eddy Emerald
Well, it was concert IV.
number III was a good one too V.Parker was prettygoodviolin.
There was a tuba concerto on this one. Liked it.
Yeah, it would be nice, that's why it was a good dream.
But...if you check out the history of Christianity, you'll see that it's highly unlikely.
Hallo, Lane!
We'd know your Blog disappeaered when we would not get it when entering "Stella ...", and we would VERY much miss it!!!!!!
But, don't worry; Meredith is not a murderess! Katarina Ismailowa (see Shostakovich) is.
Tschüß,
>Anonomann
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