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The word of the day describes me well right now--otiose.
I was nearly falling over last night from dizziness. I find now that if I stand still and close my eyes, any time, I very nearly fall over. I'm surprised I didn't plow my face into the ground.
$=bad That's all I've got to say about that. (in best Forrest Gump voice) (which is pretty good, by the way)
The kids are all in a Christmas play. (My wife and I supply the annual Baby Jesus--a new one each year! Also, a couple of sheep, a couple of angels, and a wise man.) So, one of our new friends, George Rowe, was singing O Holy Night and playing the piano. Of course I didn't know this, because I wasn't in the room. And I'd never heard him sing. I thought it was from a CD--a rather good recording at that. I'm pretty sure he was improvising on it. It was definitely his own arrangement. He can't read music, but he writes his own. I am pretty well convinced that real musical talent is genetic. This guy practiced law for a year or two in California. What a waste. Then it only took him a year to get a recording contract.
I haven't seen this part, but Mary enters the stage down the aisle riding a donkey with Baby Jesus. Now, the donkey is a shopping cart with a plywood donkey hung on each side, pulled by Joseph. I must see this. I truly must.
I was nearly falling over last night from dizziness. I find now that if I stand still and close my eyes, any time, I very nearly fall over. I'm surprised I didn't plow my face into the ground.
$=bad That's all I've got to say about that. (in best Forrest Gump voice) (which is pretty good, by the way)
The kids are all in a Christmas play. (My wife and I supply the annual Baby Jesus--a new one each year! Also, a couple of sheep, a couple of angels, and a wise man.) So, one of our new friends, George Rowe, was singing O Holy Night and playing the piano. Of course I didn't know this, because I wasn't in the room. And I'd never heard him sing. I thought it was from a CD--a rather good recording at that. I'm pretty sure he was improvising on it. It was definitely his own arrangement. He can't read music, but he writes his own. I am pretty well convinced that real musical talent is genetic. This guy practiced law for a year or two in California. What a waste. Then it only took him a year to get a recording contract.
I haven't seen this part, but Mary enters the stage down the aisle riding a donkey with Baby Jesus. Now, the donkey is a shopping cart with a plywood donkey hung on each side, pulled by Joseph. I must see this. I truly must.