It was amazingly close to my favorite weather this afternoon. Mama took me to get my passport renewed (after the Mexico City trip, during which we both used our birth certificates/drivers' licenses), and then we went to Sam's to get a hot dog for lunch and cookies/coffee for rehearsal tonight since Corita's in Longview nursing her mother-in-law.
So after I ate my hot dog, I convinced mama to let me go sit in the car and listen to the radio. First thing, I accidentally hit the wrong button and it KUHF starts playing Polovtsian Dances ! <3 When that program is over, its credits roll over the most gorgeous Russian a capella men's chorus I've ever heard. And then, randomly, Brahms Academic Festival Overture, which I conducted once. It goes on to Vivaldi after that, so I put in a cd, and right as the chorus to Fragile starts its smooth a capella Sixth Wave groove (onnnn and onnnn the rainnnn will faaaaall), guess what happens? Fairly heavy rain starts falling, out of a clear blue sky above me. This is one of the things that can make me grin even in a foul mood, so I was delighted. I rolled up my pants, rolled down the window and stuck my leg and arm out to be rained on, a capella Sting blasting the other cars in the parking lot at a Spinal Tap count of 11.
My life is so cool. I guess I should salt my foot and do my German homework.
So after I ate my hot dog, I convinced mama to let me go sit in the car and listen to the radio. First thing, I accidentally hit the wrong button and it KUHF starts playing Polovtsian Dances ! <3 When that program is over, its credits roll over the most gorgeous Russian a capella men's chorus I've ever heard. And then, randomly, Brahms Academic Festival Overture, which I conducted once. It goes on to Vivaldi after that, so I put in a cd, and right as the chorus to Fragile starts its smooth a capella Sixth Wave groove (onnnn and onnnn the rainnnn will faaaaall), guess what happens? Fairly heavy rain starts falling, out of a clear blue sky above me. This is one of the things that can make me grin even in a foul mood, so I was delighted. I rolled up my pants, rolled down the window and stuck my leg and arm out to be rained on, a capella Sting blasting the other cars in the parking lot at a Spinal Tap count of 11.
My life is so cool. I guess I should salt my foot and do my German homework.
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Hope your foot feels better, and your night goes by swimmingly (ha ha, Dodgeball...if you haven't seen it, you need to). G'night!