A few observations and comments
1) In my previous post, I mentioned an overdue "how I'm really doing" entry that I plan to write Real Soon Now. When I wrote that, I fully intended the next paragraph to be a very brief comment on noticing that although I don't feel mentally/emotionally messed up over having gotten beaten up at this point, nor feel upset when others mention it, I keep sliding away from the topic in my head. I plan to write about it, and the thought escapes before it's typed. I plan to deal with the hospital or donations, and get distracted by just about anything else almost immediately. It was several days after I'd looked up the serial number of the flash unit they took before I managed to keep the thought "call the police and tell them the serial number" in my head long enough to pick up a phone. So there's something I haven't worked out, and I'm a little too good at hiding from myself. On the one hand, I fear that if it's bad enough to trigger this stubborn a defense mechanism, confronting it won't be fun; on the other hand, I'd really like to get past whatever it is, if for no other reason than that the defense mechanism is bloody annoying and is getting in my way. Not feeling like the shining example of mental health here, despite not feeling anything directly and acutely at the same time.
2) Jeepers, I really need to get around to rearranging the house so that the music room is on the ground floor. Carrying amplifiers down from the third floor when my arms feel like this sucks. Think maybe the drum kit will stay home. (The big question is; can I bring the snare drum without feeling compelled to drag along at least the hi-hat and the kick drum?)
2a) The piano is definitely staying home. Not that I was actually thinking of bringing it before, mind you, but it would be pretty cool to take it to Baitcon one of these years. (This is not as absurd as it sounds, since it's a Fender-Rhodes, and hauling it up or down a flight of stairs is (just barely) only a two-people-my-size task. It'd be a bit of a pain to lug to the Catskills, but if any real pianists were going to enjoy it there -- real piano mechanism, real piano feel, not like most synthesizer keyboards -- I'd get a kick out of that. I don't play piano enough to make it worth bringing just for myself, just enough to find it useful for working out arrangements.)
3) I so need a saxophone.
I am almost certainly going to have a good time this weekend. Thing is, I'll come home very tired, need to dive into preparing for Pennsic and taking care of unrelated must-be-done-before-Pennsic tasks, and probably won't have the time and energy to write about what a good time I had. I need to do something about this, so the happyniftycool stuff gets its proper share of airtime.