Sunday, June 21, 2009
Latest Percussion Recital
Last Percussion Recital of the Year Aside
Latest Percussion Recital, Too
This is the last music business of the season and I am very, very glad. We aren't completely free since Thomas continues to take private percussion and bassoon lessons all summer but at least there are no more performances until December. Thomas auditioned to play percussion for the Philharmonia for next year and then about a week ago decided that he wants to audition to play bassoon for the Philharmonia, too.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Buy Me Presents!

In exactly one month from now it will be SIMON'S BIRTHDAY! Now, no doubt my relations have all been planning for this for months, but in the eventuality they've wracked their brains and come up with nothing, I've updated my Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk wish lists, so that anything from either would be welcomed! Gifts to suit every pocket!
(Isn't this shameless?)
Thursday, June 18, 2009
My new favourite place in Flint
Is the Dort Mall. It's a practically empty Mall on Dort Avenue, which is the sleaziest main street in Flint (it has all the strip joints and tattoo parlours as well as every junk food you could imagine, a lot of "storage" places and a lot of abandoned buildings). This is why I've never been there. But having heard rumours, and because Frederick and I had time to kill, I stopped, parked in the massive, empty parking lot, and we went inside. It was like entering a parallel world. Here are some blurry cellphone photos.
Apparently the person who owns it is an eccentric millionaire who collects various memorabilia and stores it in this place. It's like being in a giant old museum with no rhyme or reason or placards or other people. It's crying out to be the setting for a horror film...
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Guys With Ties - the series
Friday, June 12, 2009
Flying Frederick!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Art Show
I was looking at other stuff when I turned around and saw him doing this. This kid can't be taken anywhere! (Uncivilized behavior seems to run in the family because it wasn't too many years ago that Simon and Frederick were "asked" to leave the museum. Frederick was patting the paintings and, it seems, museum guards don't approve of that--much better to stare mindlessly at art than to enthusiatically embrace it.) Fortunately this is mine and so I could intercede if anyone objected. (Perhaps I should have stipulated that hugging the thing is required?)





