Weekendy stuff: It does not suck to be me
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It was a pretty nice weekend. Not much happened Friday, blissfully. Saturday there was much too-ing and fro-ing as we made sure Kouryou-chan got to her dance classes on time. I spent most of the weekend either working on a story or teaching myself the inner mysteries of ANSI 2003 SQL (with PostgreSQL extensions), all the while cleaning the exterior with the power-washer. Did you know my house actually has a deck under all that moss and mildew?
Kouryou-chan had an overnight with two friends, to spend most of it drawing, so Omaha and I went out to Mashiko's for dinner, having a meal filled with sashimi and sushi and sake, all of which was utterly wonderful. We sat at the bar and talked to Hajime's second, a delightful woman who seemed pleased to discuss with us her work.
We then went to the symphony. It was a pops performance of Cotton Club hits, with an amazing male trumpet soloist / vocalist, a female vocalist, and a male dancer who very obviously patterned his career on Sammy Davis Jr. There were funny comedy bits, amazing songs, and great power, as well as instrumental hits that brought the house down. There was a great Q&A with the conductor and the soloist later, and I learned that for every orchestral job that opens in the US every year, a hundred kids graduate from music school. Where do the other 99 get jobs?
Sunday was quieter. We ran a few errands, then went for a bicycle ride along the Green River. It was just eight miles, but it showed that our bikes are in good shape, as are we.
Omaha had an event that evening, so it was just Kouryou-chan and I at home. I cooked hot dogs on the grill and had potato salad made with baked potatoes, hard boiled eggs, sour cream and bacon bits. I sat on my newly cleaned porch, drank wine, wrote code, and enjoyed the new sound system I'd gotten for my birthday. It does not suck to be me.
Kouryou-chan had an overnight with two friends, to spend most of it drawing, so Omaha and I went out to Mashiko's for dinner, having a meal filled with sashimi and sushi and sake, all of which was utterly wonderful. We sat at the bar and talked to Hajime's second, a delightful woman who seemed pleased to discuss with us her work.
We then went to the symphony. It was a pops performance of Cotton Club hits, with an amazing male trumpet soloist / vocalist, a female vocalist, and a male dancer who very obviously patterned his career on Sammy Davis Jr. There were funny comedy bits, amazing songs, and great power, as well as instrumental hits that brought the house down. There was a great Q&A with the conductor and the soloist later, and I learned that for every orchestral job that opens in the US every year, a hundred kids graduate from music school. Where do the other 99 get jobs?
Sunday was quieter. We ran a few errands, then went for a bicycle ride along the Green River. It was just eight miles, but it showed that our bikes are in good shape, as are we.
Omaha had an event that evening, so it was just Kouryou-chan and I at home. I cooked hot dogs on the grill and had potato salad made with baked potatoes, hard boiled eggs, sour cream and bacon bits. I sat on my newly cleaned porch, drank wine, wrote code, and enjoyed the new sound system I'd gotten for my birthday. It does not suck to be me.
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