I hear about this cult breatharianism ... .
The Pachelbel should qualify, as it has no
substance whatever.
Recently, my massage therapist Sharon had a "soothing" version of Kanon variations interspersed with ocean shore sounds going on the ipod in the room.... she'd had it on for the previous client, and I didn't tell her
to turn it off (sometimes she needs the "soothing")... Afterwards, she admitted that two hours of the stuff was a bit too much... (G) And I
Two minutes of the stuff is a bit much - that's about
2/3 of the way through the piece.
admitted that it was a bit much for me, too... and mentioned how much
you would have "liked" it (a propos of our conversation here)... (G) Reminiscent to me of how little I like one playthrough of the Raveling Bolero, let alone multiple ones in sequence.... ;)
Which leads one to ponder why ravel means both to
tangle and to untangle. The Bolero ravels in the
first sense as it gets bigger and bigger with more
extraneous stuff, such as the catcalls toward the
end. I'm at loose ends over this.
Bum buddidy dum buddidy dum buddidyduddidyduddidy dumb.
A pity. You could have said, okay, I'll play the
Mouret or the Wagner or the Mendelssohn (all
overused but not intrinsically worthless), but if
you want the Pachelbel, you'll have to pay.
They might have had to pay for the Wagner, actually... ;) Most of my siblings had higher tastes anyway... and some of them needed a bit of
work to get to the proper level to sound good... ;)
If they didn't pay you outright, I hope they
were at least extra nice to you for a while.
One could pretend to die of Fauxbourdon.
Would one then hear the Voix Celeste....? Or only pretend to....?
And be a diaphone-y?
More likely a Diapaison... :)
You know about the nervous guy walking around
in circles - people said he'll diapason.
Payment has not happened as of this writing.
But you've done the gig... :)
Payment was $300. Less than it's been, but I
played an hour counting rehearsal and two shows.
What usually spoils it for me is if one (or more) of the participants
acts like they are too good for the rest of the group... puts the rest
on edge so that it's harder to play well...
It's true, it's true!
[nodding solemnly] Yup...
I told you about the lady who was an okay viola
player but was married to a meek but less-than-okay
violin player ... she would blame every little thing
that went wrong on him and lash out at him in public
despite the disasters being her fault maybe 20% of
the time, i.e., she was not good enough to justify her
high and mightiness. Then there was one of the big
contractors in town, also married to a cellist of
some meekness; invariably when they did a gig
together, there would be a meltdown, and he'd hiss
over to her something like, Ginny! ONE two three ONE
two three - loud enough for people in the audience
to notice sometimes. But in this case it was almost
invariably his fault. The best defense is a good
offense. Playing with these people was never a great
pleasure.
I'd get tired of the white keys in a jiffy but am not
confident about my capacity to learn the black ones.
It's true that Schoenberg said "there's still plenty
of music to be written in C major," but even that
doesn't imply that man can live on C major alone.
When you get tired of just the white keys, one just slips in a black key
or two, just to season the mix... ;)
The door's not shut on my genius but I just
don't have the time. - F&S, The Sloth
made chili con carne sorbet. I've had chile-based
frozen dishes, but not anything with that particular
appealing combo of beef, onions, garlic, cumin, and
dried capsicum powders that we know by that name.
Could be an interesting concept.....
But could it be made to taste good, that is the
question. Whether it's better... oh, another post.
I bought some generic Market Basket cheese doodles
the other day. A couple handfuls of these and a
full meal have proven to be well more than enough.
I could see that... I tend to snack on different things than that, but
that's about the right quantity... ;)
I ODed on them next day, having no time to fix anything
real, and they turned my poo orange.
I'd go so far as to say on most things, yes.
As long as it's not so open that the brains fall out. (G)
I've heard that before. Never figured out what
it meant.
The idea that being too open-minded would make one stop thinking altogether... and quit being at all discerning...
Which I think is a bit of a canard; open-mindedness
to me is the antithesis of empty-mindedness.
Perhaps some of us have seen empty-mindedness being touted as being open-minded a bit too often... A truly open mind can still reason, and
hear what others say... And I've also seen those with closed minds that
are probably pretty empty despite (or because?) of it... ;0
Like people who are fooled into thinking that those who
say a lot have a lot to say. Which leads others to counter
that still waters run deep. Both of which may sometimes
be true. Myself, I just roll into a ball and don't pay
attention to anyone at all.
Meatballs with Rice aka Hedgehogs
categories: main
servings: 8
750 g ground meat
300 g cooked rice (1.5 c)
2 ts spices to taste
1/2 ts garlic salt
1/2 md onion, very finely minced
Preheat oven to 375F.
In a large bowl, mix together meat, rice,
seasoning and very finely diced onion.
Shape the mixture into little oval balls
similar in size to small kiwi. Flatten
them a little bit. Place on a baking sheet
covered with parchment paper.
Place the baking sheet into the oven and
bake for 1 1/4 hr or until they are cooked
through. Serve hot with tomato sauce.
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