If I survive this semester . . . .
New eyeglasses are better than new clothes.
I hope that man who so precipitously and rudely cut me off on Kingshighway on Thursday (in a red van-ish SUV of some indeterminate sort) is proud of the words he made spew from my mouth.
Electronics are made for obsolescence. I had to replace my 5.1 receiver this week. These things are ‘spensive!
Even in the midst of such busy days at the office, and full days of teaching voice lessons, finding some time to whip up a meal is a sheer delight.
Quiche makes me happy.
I gave a talk this week about my sabbatical, and provided a nibble of babkas at the conclusion. The students seemed happy. So did a few faculty with a sweet tooth.
Acquaintances enrich my life in so many ways. So do students, and the circus kids.
Fall Break and NYC cannot arrive quickly enough.
Teaching the Ernst Toch “Geographical Fugue” to my applied musicianship class may be the death of me, but we are going to lick this thing and have fun along the way! (You should have seen them rapping this week.)
Is anything more fulfilling than teaching voice lessons?
I’m ramping up my expectations for several of my students, who are showing they are ready for more push.
The current president of the United States of America is one dumbass. There. The emperor has no clothes. Someone said it.
I can’t wait to start cooking out of my new Moroccan cookbook!
Some days I miss having a dog.