I will say right now that I've never watched that Khazakstan movie by Sacha Baron Cohen or have any plans to see Bruno, BUT, bearing that in mind, I did read a comment that he made regarding his latest film that I thought was highly amusing:
Ich really hope my movie realises its full global potential and doesn't peter out after a promising start like swine flu.
Poor sad swine flu. I think so far it has killed fewer people than got struck by lightning or some such. If there ever was a Mt Everest conjured out of a kicked-over molehill, it would be this one.
Anyway, if swine flu does buck up and start murdering large numbers of us, I'll feel bad about saying that, but so far it strikes me as rather hilarious.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Thursday, July 09, 2009
Remembering
Does anyone else ever suddenly "come to" when driving and wonder how they got where they are and where they're going? I put that in quotation marks because I'm obviously still conscious and was the entire time, but I have no memory of how I got to the location I'm at and where I might be going. It's not like I just forgot. I don't remember driving. There's a big blank chunk between where the recording stopped and where it started up again. Or I'll be doing something and be halfway through and suddenly kind of mentally wake up and hope I did everything right.
Happens with other things, too. I'll hear someone tell me something, but then seconds later I'll feel the information just slip away from my mind. I can feel it leaving, and then I have nothing left of what they said and I'm left to try and figure it out before I have to respond.
Maybe that is one reason I'm not fond of talking on the phone. It's harder for me to try and figure out what someone was talking about when I can't see their face. I'm not sure why. This is aggravating for me, and it's probably why I tell people things multiple times. I can't remember telling them before, and it's always embarrassing when they tell me that I've already said whatever it was.
Sigh. On the up side, if I ever get Alzheimer's, it will be just like regular life.
Happens with other things, too. I'll hear someone tell me something, but then seconds later I'll feel the information just slip away from my mind. I can feel it leaving, and then I have nothing left of what they said and I'm left to try and figure it out before I have to respond.
Maybe that is one reason I'm not fond of talking on the phone. It's harder for me to try and figure out what someone was talking about when I can't see their face. I'm not sure why. This is aggravating for me, and it's probably why I tell people things multiple times. I can't remember telling them before, and it's always embarrassing when they tell me that I've already said whatever it was.
Sigh. On the up side, if I ever get Alzheimer's, it will be just like regular life.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Because there aren't enough cat pictures on the intarwebz already
My little spider killers:
Kneading the hell out of my blanket:
Avidly supervising:
I know you have ham, woman. Where is it?
Kneading the hell out of my blanket:
Avidly supervising:
I know you have ham, woman. Where is it?
Monday, June 22, 2009
A Little Night Music Adult Student Recital at Music Center of the Northwest
I performed Underneath the Abject Willow by Benjamin Britten as a duet with another voice student last night, and it went splendidly. Amazing, really, considering I didn't think I'd be able to do it at all when I got sick for a week and a half and thus wound up only having approximately 3.5 45-min rehearsals from seeing the piece for the first time to singing it in public. Two without my duet partner and 1.5 with, along with only hearing the piano accompaniment for the first time on Saturday.
But it went very well. I am quite pleased.
It's funny how much I enjoy performing vocal pieces in public. So much more than I ever did with instrumental recitals. I'm not sure whether it's because I don't care or I'm more confident or a mixture of both, but it is definitely more pleasurable. After this one I was all, can we go again? That was a fun ride!
Cheers to all the voice and instrumental students who turned out for this little fiesta. Everyone did well.
But it went very well. I am quite pleased.
It's funny how much I enjoy performing vocal pieces in public. So much more than I ever did with instrumental recitals. I'm not sure whether it's because I don't care or I'm more confident or a mixture of both, but it is definitely more pleasurable. After this one I was all, can we go again? That was a fun ride!
Cheers to all the voice and instrumental students who turned out for this little fiesta. Everyone did well.
Saturday, May 02, 2009
about lithium in the water
In this article, people get all excited about how low levels of lithium in the water appear to curb suicide rates in the communities where they occur.
This is all well and good, but what the majority of people do not appear to realize is that lithium also takes away the ability to be truly happy. I lived like that once, and I have no desire to ever do so again. I think I'd prefer the normal suicide rates to living like a person-shaped end table.
This is all well and good, but what the majority of people do not appear to realize is that lithium also takes away the ability to be truly happy. I lived like that once, and I have no desire to ever do so again. I think I'd prefer the normal suicide rates to living like a person-shaped end table.
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
Voice lessons and some stairs
I know, it's been a while. Mea culpa.
Anyway, I've had my third voice lesson so far since starting up again (every other Thursday), and it was brilliant. Each lesson has been better than the one before. I can't believe I'd forgotten how to correctly support all that air I have to put forth when singing or playing a wind instrument. Since I relearned that, notes I had trouble with previously are so much easier! The sound is better, and I am much more confident.
We did a lot of exercises and warmups at my last lesson, and proceeded up through a high G. This, for sopranos and better-trained mezzos, isn't that high. For me, it was. At least to begin with. I am currently learning Voi Che Sapete, and I'd been having trouble with the high Fs. After doing all these exercises up past that note, when I finally did sing through the piece again, I was amazed at how easy those Fs were.
"What is this measly F you are presenting me with? I have mastered a G, you pipsqueak!"
Perhaps a bit melodramatic, but that's how I roll.
In other news, I sort of half fell down the stairs this morning leaving my apartment for work. I caught myself on the handrail, which mercifully was bolted into the wall very well. My left ankle bent in some new and interesting ways, but my genetics came through again in a pinch (see what I did there?), and the Loose Joints of Amazement unfolded from their odd conformation with no permanent injury.
Anyway, I've had my third voice lesson so far since starting up again (every other Thursday), and it was brilliant. Each lesson has been better than the one before. I can't believe I'd forgotten how to correctly support all that air I have to put forth when singing or playing a wind instrument. Since I relearned that, notes I had trouble with previously are so much easier! The sound is better, and I am much more confident.
We did a lot of exercises and warmups at my last lesson, and proceeded up through a high G. This, for sopranos and better-trained mezzos, isn't that high. For me, it was. At least to begin with. I am currently learning Voi Che Sapete, and I'd been having trouble with the high Fs. After doing all these exercises up past that note, when I finally did sing through the piece again, I was amazed at how easy those Fs were.
"What is this measly F you are presenting me with? I have mastered a G, you pipsqueak!"
Perhaps a bit melodramatic, but that's how I roll.
In other news, I sort of half fell down the stairs this morning leaving my apartment for work. I caught myself on the handrail, which mercifully was bolted into the wall very well. My left ankle bent in some new and interesting ways, but my genetics came through again in a pinch (see what I did there?), and the Loose Joints of Amazement unfolded from their odd conformation with no permanent injury.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Volcano storm
I found this picture of a volcano erupting during a thunderstorm among others in a collection of photos here.
"The Chaiten volcano, as seen from Chana, southern Chile on May 2, 2008, began its first eruption in thousands of years..."
Pretty cool.
"The Chaiten volcano, as seen from Chana, southern Chile on May 2, 2008, began its first eruption in thousands of years..."
Pretty cool.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
