A month to remember

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Whoa, dude, it's been a million years since I updated. Sam posted like thirty times before I could write this. In fact, so much has happened in a month, this may even call for third person. Geoffrey has been very busy. One morning he woke up at 6:30, hit his head on the ceiling and went to take his piano midterm. That night he had his band concert, played his scary bass (BASE) clarinet solo, and was happy to receive compliments even though he thought it was tooooootal craaaap. He remembers the rave in the girls' dressing room and the chocolate fountains at dinner were fun. Halloween arrived and he chased little kids around in his gorilla suit when they came through the dorm to trick-or-treat. Went to a kegger at grad clarinet students' house in full monkey attire, drank Mountain Dew. Saw many concerts, highlights being Prokofiev's 5th and Cappriccio Espagnol. Missed Kanye West at MSU, oops. He traveled East with the Honors College across the border to Stratford, Ontario, Canada, to visit the famous Shakespeare Festival and see The Tempest. He drove around with friends from Okemos, MI to see movies, the general favorite being Wallace and Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit. He rode back to campus across a somewhat rural, very flat landscape with farms and stripmalls with Olde Country Buffets whizzing by. Realizing the great distance between his current location and home, he suddenly felt very alone. The feeling lasted only a short time as he went to his first Big Ten football game, where the Spartans crushed Indiana 48-14, a happy respite from their now toilet-bowl season. He saw friends in the band and color gaurd, and watched the two drum majors bang their plumes on the ground behind them to thunderous applause. Too bad the drum major back bend is so common nowadays. He received a package of cookies from a certain wonderful friend's wonderful mom, called her up, then ate all the cookies. He saw video of an awesome field show put on by the Rough Rider Marching Band, and was very impressed by the rocking drumline, Annika's commentary, and the lead Drum Major's ability to turn an inevitably shitty R started on the wrong yard line to one that was absolutely orgasmic. Geoffrey also played for studio class last night and was having a perfectly fine, quite enjoyable performance of the Hindemith Sonata when a spring went out on his clarinet and sound stopped coming out. Dr. Hartig and the entire studio spent like five mintues trying to figure out what the hell it was, then had Geoffrey finish the first movement on another player's clarinet and play a three octave Bb major scale.

OK, yeah that's enough of that. It was 60 degrees here last night, but a storm blew in this morning and the temperature plummeted 25 degrees and now it's SNOWING OUTSIDE!!! Oh yeah, that's right, we're screwed. All the kids from Michigan are depressed, but me and Danny from Texas were running around outside in T-shirts screaming our heads off like idiots. I fly home on Wednesday the 23rd and it couldn't come sooner. I miss all you guys, and I miss Seattle. I haven't seen mountains in like three months. I can't wait!

Other stuff: more pretty pictures of what MSU looked like when the trees turned color, really cool. Video taken by me of cool stuff, search for the Cash Money Orchestra on Google Video. Don't ask me, Prack the viola prodigy made it up. We'll have more up really soon, too, videos even more awesome and longer than the clips there now.

Time for another three years of not updating!  Bye everybody.