Insanity
I'm tired of all this stuff, I want to play something new.
Like what?
I dunno, something fun. Something gypsy.
Gypsy.
Yeah, you know, fun!
Well, there's that one by Sarasate but I d..
Done!
.on't think...what do you mean, done?
I mean, done. Shipping Wednesday.
No preview first?
Why? It sounds fun. Are you trying to say that I can't do what a violin can?
(whistling)
You're a jerk and I'm not talking to you. Sit there and shut up while I go play Lalo...again.
(Three days later)
Yay! It came.
You're opening it out here on the street? Don't you have dogs to walk?
Shut up. Let's cancel everything and stay in tonight. New music!
On second thought, I think you should open it.
Haha, told you so!
Mmmhmmm
.
.
.
.
You gonna stand frozen by the mailbox all day or get inside and play 'something gypsy?
Shut up, I'm trying to find the white on this page.
Told you.
Shut up. Let's go out, I don't want to stay home and play gypsy music.
..so
Jerk.
The next pages are worse. At 5th glance, it looks more complicated than it probably is but jeez, shouldn't there be white space between the notes? I'm surprised the paper is flat after being drenched with all that ink.
http://www.pbase.com/rcalmes/image/78847628
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Life is going to be nuts this week and I don't mean trying to screech my way through Sarasate. Keebler's hanging in there. I went over yesterday afternoon to hang out for a couple of hours and he perked up enough to share some Chocolate Peanut Butter ice cream and eat a little baby food. If he goes though, it'll be in the middle of the night so I got the overwhelming urge to go back over about 8pm and check on him. I'm glad I went, he immediately wanted to be held and comforted.
Whiskey
and the Keebster
Poor little guy. We watched TV and I just snuggled him up to keep him warm. Had a moment of panic this morning when I went over and couldn't find him. He ended up being tucked inside the case of one of the pillows piled on the couch but I just had visions of trying to find him curled up and cold somewhere in the house.
The parents are heading out of town this weekend so I'm watching their dogs until Saturday night. I'm going to spend tonight and tomorrow just making a big circles around Boise to hit everyone's house and make sure all the dogs get walked enough times and the rats are still hanging in there.
Mom only tried once to ask if there was another date planned yet. I couldn't even respond much beyond a stunned 'are you kidding me, I'll barely have time to pee this weekend between work and all of your animals, much less try to figure out when I've got time to go to dinner' look.
Edit: Fuckit. Life's too short to care about working this much. I'm bailing out in favor of a date night.
Like what?
I dunno, something fun. Something gypsy.
Gypsy.
Yeah, you know, fun!
Well, there's that one by Sarasate but I d..
Done!
.on't think...what do you mean, done?
I mean, done. Shipping Wednesday.
No preview first?
Why? It sounds fun. Are you trying to say that I can't do what a violin can?
(whistling)
You're a jerk and I'm not talking to you. Sit there and shut up while I go play Lalo...again.
(Three days later)
Yay! It came.
You're opening it out here on the street? Don't you have dogs to walk?
Shut up. Let's cancel everything and stay in tonight. New music!
On second thought, I think you should open it.
Haha, told you so!
Mmmhmmm
.
.
.
.
You gonna stand frozen by the mailbox all day or get inside and play 'something gypsy?
Shut up, I'm trying to find the white on this page.
Told you.
Shut up. Let's go out, I don't want to stay home and play gypsy music.
..so
Jerk.
The next pages are worse. At 5th glance, it looks more complicated than it probably is but jeez, shouldn't there be white space between the notes? I'm surprised the paper is flat after being drenched with all that ink.
http://www.pbase.com/rcalmes/image/78847628
~~~
Life is going to be nuts this week and I don't mean trying to screech my way through Sarasate. Keebler's hanging in there. I went over yesterday afternoon to hang out for a couple of hours and he perked up enough to share some Chocolate Peanut Butter ice cream and eat a little baby food. If he goes though, it'll be in the middle of the night so I got the overwhelming urge to go back over about 8pm and check on him. I'm glad I went, he immediately wanted to be held and comforted.
Whiskey
and the Keebster
Poor little guy. We watched TV and I just snuggled him up to keep him warm. Had a moment of panic this morning when I went over and couldn't find him. He ended up being tucked inside the case of one of the pillows piled on the couch but I just had visions of trying to find him curled up and cold somewhere in the house.
The parents are heading out of town this weekend so I'm watching their dogs until Saturday night. I'm going to spend tonight and tomorrow just making a big circles around Boise to hit everyone's house and make sure all the dogs get walked enough times and the rats are still hanging in there.
Mom only tried once to ask if there was another date planned yet. I couldn't even respond much beyond a stunned 'are you kidding me, I'll barely have time to pee this weekend between work and all of your animals, much less try to figure out when I've got time to go to dinner' look.
Edit: Fuckit. Life's too short to care about working this much. I'm bailing out in favor of a date night.