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Apr. 21st, 2023 11:12 amThings:
- The power went out at my house this morning, 5 minutes after I woke up. It had not come back by the time I left for work. Disruptions to my breakfast routine make me unreasonably cranky.
- This weekend is concert weekend for this session of choir, which meant that last night was our dress/logistics rehearsal. It was, as ever, a nightmare. My choir is full of intelligent, competent people who, when faced with the prospect of having to line up in order and walk into a room, completely abdicate every bit of sense they ever had. My choir director, knowing this, had prepared slips of paper for each of us to write down the names of the people we're standing next to in line. We practiced lining up at the beginning of rehearsal and then again 2 hours later. 85% of the choir had already forgotten what to do. 2 hours later. This happens at every concert and, as part of the 15% capable of doing something that is managed daily by hundreds of second graders, never fails to fill me with rage.
- Yesterday, I started rereading Rogue Male by Geoffrey Household, which I read several years ago and which popped into my head earlier this week. I remembered really liking it and it remains excellent. Last time, I didn't do any looking into the author's other books, but I have this time. A) None of my libraries have any more of them, which is a shame. B) I am unreasonably charmed by how many of the synopses of Mr Household's books include the fact that the protagonists of his thrillers have inexplicable lowlevel psychic bonds with various animals. What a hilarious and weird thing to put into so many otherwise (I assume, given the one I've read) fairly realistic rooted-in-the-real-world thrillers.
- The power went out at my house this morning, 5 minutes after I woke up. It had not come back by the time I left for work. Disruptions to my breakfast routine make me unreasonably cranky.
- This weekend is concert weekend for this session of choir, which meant that last night was our dress/logistics rehearsal. It was, as ever, a nightmare. My choir is full of intelligent, competent people who, when faced with the prospect of having to line up in order and walk into a room, completely abdicate every bit of sense they ever had. My choir director, knowing this, had prepared slips of paper for each of us to write down the names of the people we're standing next to in line. We practiced lining up at the beginning of rehearsal and then again 2 hours later. 85% of the choir had already forgotten what to do. 2 hours later. This happens at every concert and, as part of the 15% capable of doing something that is managed daily by hundreds of second graders, never fails to fill me with rage.
- Yesterday, I started rereading Rogue Male by Geoffrey Household, which I read several years ago and which popped into my head earlier this week. I remembered really liking it and it remains excellent. Last time, I didn't do any looking into the author's other books, but I have this time. A) None of my libraries have any more of them, which is a shame. B) I am unreasonably charmed by how many of the synopses of Mr Household's books include the fact that the protagonists of his thrillers have inexplicable lowlevel psychic bonds with various animals. What a hilarious and weird thing to put into so many otherwise (I assume, given the one I've read) fairly realistic rooted-in-the-real-world thrillers.
