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um so neighbors can pretty much be...amazing.
im in st. louis, staying at my moms best friend (roommate from college and still second soul)'s house. her neighbor across the street is a published concert pianist and sometimes plays with the concert master from the st. louis symphony orchestra. well we just randomly got to impose on their living room, meet the family, hear this man play classical and contemporary (his pop/rock and classical collage) piano for us from a 9 foot custom steinway (!), and get blown away.
so thats been my afternoon/night. along with driving randomly around st. louis, seeing the arch because nora insisted that we do so (since my mom had never seen it and this is my first time in st. louis), having lunch outside, talking about france colorado and sailing, laughing at her husband who is very innocently politically incorrect, (sometimes amusingly, sometimes embarassingly) and buying a wooden pig (long story).
randomness. except this man...Richard Katz...still wins.
im in st. louis, staying at my moms best friend (roommate from college and still second soul)'s house. her neighbor across the street is a published concert pianist and sometimes plays with the concert master from the st. louis symphony orchestra. well we just randomly got to impose on their living room, meet the family, hear this man play classical and contemporary (his pop/rock and classical collage) piano for us from a 9 foot custom steinway (!), and get blown away.
so thats been my afternoon/night. along with driving randomly around st. louis, seeing the arch because nora insisted that we do so (since my mom had never seen it and this is my first time in st. louis), having lunch outside, talking about france colorado and sailing, laughing at her husband who is very innocently politically incorrect, (sometimes amusingly, sometimes embarassingly) and buying a wooden pig (long story).
randomness. except this man...Richard Katz...still wins.