I broke my camera.
I came home last night, took the camera out of the case preparatory to removing the memory card so I could upload photos, and put it on the desk by the computer. I turned around, and crash! I knocked it onto the floor. The cover to the battery/memory card compartment doesn't close properly, and there were teeny bits of plastic on the floor.
The good news is: I have a service contract and this sort of thing is covered.
The bad news is: They have to send it off to be repaired and the estimate is at least 3-4 weeks. I hope they say that so that I'll be thrilled when it comes back sooner, but somehow I don't think so.
Where I'd been
Redmoon Theatre did "Hunchback of Notre Dame" at Rockefeller Chapel. As usual, it was full of puppets and masks and mime and blackouts. They made excellent use of the center and side aisles of the church, not to mention the pulpit. And the lighting! Whoa! At one point, the whole place was in darkness, and then they lit up the great stained glass window so it just glowed. After the performance, they invited everyone up to check out the props. Here is Esmeralda and her mask:
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Earlier in the day, I'd been to a benefit for my Italian instructor. Her mom died recently, and Daniela had gone back to Italy to be with her, and was gone three months. Of course, that meant she wasn't working and she took a big financial hit. She is such a generous, giving person herself, so a metaphorical hat had been passed at the Casa Italiana, but friends also decided to have a benefit lunch. A local pizzeria, of which she is a big supporter, donated their space and time and labor, and we had good food and a raffle and silent auction. I don't think she realized before how much people care about her.