Yay

Random concerts! With Strauss and Beethoven and unexpectedly good Webern!

And we saw Salad there. How strange. Jennifer was there with him. Sometimes I wonder about them, but then I think, he's Salad. Which both is and is not an insult.

Twas cool to see Rainey and Gracie and Mark and snicker at Max from afar.

Humming past-prime pianists are also amusing. Crinkly-unwrapping-during-quiet-parts ladies are not.

Moon. Pretty.

I must look further in the direction of Strauss.

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Neener neener, now I have all the stuff from the imac on this computer. I win.

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Rice finally started their fireworks. Prince is terrified.