Got a Nose

Oh, heck.

Can't Get Nose Thing

Dang. I have a not too bad shot of my nose, and can't get it into a format that I can put on here, so here's my newest teacup instead. I've been wanting to put this here anyway. I'm going to Klamath Falls again today for the weekend, and still have to pack, have to get daughter going, have to water stuff as it's supposed to turn 90F today and for the weekend. Have to go, but let me just say daughter is having a ball.

Delete One/Transfer One/Play One

This photo is of the Community Band, taken by Linda wife of CCBand Webmaster. It shows our fearless leader, Steve, conducting. Next Tuesday is our last night of that. If I said last Tuesday was it, its because I'm easily confused. I may not have made a mistake, in which case, disregard disclaimer. Next week we play all our favorites. Yaaaa.

Yesterday I was worried about solos. My favorite of the three, Don't be that Way, was cancelled by the clarinet soloist in favor of a differnt Benny Goodman favorite, Let's Dance. The solo I was most worried about, which was hardest and least secure, in A Warm Breeze, was played by the brilliant trombone soloist I mentioned yesterday, as a favor to the audience, and I only ended up playing one, which I've played a lot and am very comfortable with in Night in Tunisia, and which is short. It's funny, because when Mike, fearless leader of the big band, announced who'd played, he said it was the brilliant guy, but fellows pointed out error and corrections were made. Was he not listening or am I that good? OK, I know I'm not that good, but maybe I didn't totally blow it, as I did on other non solo songs. Dang! Another trombone solo by another skilled musician in Good Times. So three different trombone soloists last night. Yaaa. FLMike missed a chance when he didn't mention all the other instruments she plays with us (any saxaphone, bass, and she's Really a cellist) since he DID mention that in regard to our substituting bass trombonist.

We have had several brilliant piano players in the past, and one of them is available again, sometimes, so our brilliant current pianist got phone number so she can call when she needs sub, as this summer's brilliant sub has gone back to university. It's always good to have backup, and this brilliant fellow can also sub on trombone. Yaaaa.

Goofing Off Again

Thanks everyone for all the helpful hints. I was going to just go over to DD's side of computer, where she already has Firefox, but discovered the password had changed. Then I tried the photo again, but no luck. Did I tell you Katie, MIL's new puppy, is chocolate and tan besides being 8 weeks old, long haired Dachsund puppy. She loves her toys and MIL and people.

Last night the Corvallis Community Band played, and there was a special guest soloist, who graduated this spring from DD's high school. He's going to Boston School of Music this fall. He played a French horn solo by a French composer, whose name I can't spell, but it sounds sort of like "sa sone". The title of the piece was just as mysterious as the composer. I often think I should study some French because it is so mystifying. Anyway, this young man was absolutely brilliant. I've got to add a link to the web site. I'm sure there will be pictures soon. No sound clips that I know of, though.

Tonight the other band I play in is going to play in the park, and (cringe, groan, quake) I'm supposed to play 3 solos. We have a fabulous trombone soloist, but there are three tunes on tonight's list that have some hamburger soloist. Plus another that is not me, yea. It's probably going to be OK, because last time we played, I was supposed to play a solo, and the trumpets complained that their lips were too shot to play that tune, so maybe they will complain again, since I only have solos on lip killer tunes. DD tells me it'll be OK. I was disappointed last time, because on that tune I think I may sound pretty good, in a not ready for prime time way.

Quick Note

I'm still having trouble, and this has "unexpectedly quit" on me twice while trying to upload photo of new pooch, so will try again tomorrow. My time is up for today. The breed is long haired dachsund. Napolean and Queen Victoria and now my mother-in-law had them. Hmmm.

Just a Day Away

HH says he will take me away on the trusty Gold Wing Saturday to go to the antique motorcycle swap meet in Tenino. We mostly go every year, and stop on the way in Centralia where they have a show and shine car show. Maybe if HH takes any pictures I can show you. I should ask my brother the name of the camera he wants to give me. It is the old fashioned sort that uses film. I only rememberd the information for a while, Canon something, maybe. Yes, I'm sure. But what model? He says there's nothing wrong with it.

Tomorrow we are going to a garden party where wisteria is growing over the porch, champagne is bubbling, cookies are crumbling, DD's string quartet is playing, and other string ensembles, too, are playing. I will have to wash something to wear. Somehow all my dresses got into the laundry hamper and no one's gotten them out again. Guess as long as I had more, I didn't need them, but I've come near the end of the collection. Oh, maybe I'll just wear black. What would my mother say!

More of Same

This is for herhimnbryn. A better photo of latest bike. It has a tank-shift. Clutch is operated with left foot. It's a 1942 WLC 45 flathead, and maybe it has some other names, too. Oh, it's a Harley Davidson. His most expensive bike ever. I think he likes it. He rode the 67 BSA Lightning to work today. He likes that a lot, and was thinking of selling it to help pay for the WLC, but he is thinking he likes it too much, and I think he can afford to keep it, despite having spent all his money on a new viola for DD.

Yes, I kind of enjoy taking a solo trip. I can listen to the same song over and over and over and over if I want to, which I did, and stop when I want, put on whatever music I like.

Last night around 10:30 I picked up DD from a CD release party, and we were listening to the CD, is it Niki and the Shotglass?, and going merrily on our way, when a brilliant light show showed up in my rear view mirror. I was pulled over for changing lanes incorrectly! DD, who is taking driver's ed, and is now at her last class, has been telling me I was doing it wrong, but Dad taught me that it was safer to do it that way, when you turn, and have a good view all around, to turn into the lane you want, but the police officer told me that is very dangerous and told me not to do it again. Chalk up one for DD. I will have to not do that anymore. Dad is not around to argue with the police point of view.

Weekend Away

Friday I took off by myself to Dad's house for the weekend to do some sorting out of things. While I was gone, HH went for a ride and took this picture of his newest oldest motorycle. Most recently purchased, most aged. Isn't it beautiful with the railroad tracks and the road and the bike and the trees?

If I'd had a camera with me I'd have taken a picture of my brother driving a tractor with a big straw western hat driving up from the field past the barn. I hope I don't lose that mental image, because he looked picturesqe. Now I have a bunch of old glasses and dishes that I'm afraid to use because they're delicate and old. Just what I needed.

Driving back over the Willamette Pass I saw a few huge dogwood blossoms in the woods, like it was spring. They were beautiful. Were the trees confused? I could hardly believe my eyes. Two blooms on this tree, one on that, three on the other. That's all.

Spent All Our Money

Yesterday DD and I drove up to Portland and bought a viola, bow, case, instrument polish, and outdoor clips to keep music from flying off in the wind. She'd been trying them out and decided which ones to get. I'm just hoping she'll practice while I'm in the house. She likes me to be AWAY when she plays, which makes sense, except I really really like to hear her.

I'm off now to Klamath Falls. Must go when can, and sort through stuff of my Dad's to see what to sell and what to keep. Don't have room to keep anything, but.....but, you know....anyway, we'll not be doing this all this weekend. Brothers went through shop, and didn't finish, a couple weeks ago. We will all have to be there for old photo's, I think. Oh, that reminds me, I should get copies of nice photo of brother 2 of 2 and Oklahoma cousin 2 of 5. Maybe HH or DD will scan it for me sometime. Only brother 2 will be there, as he lives in Klamath Falls.

Wonderful HH

When I had my Dad to write to, I could brag to him about how incredibly wonderful HH is, but now that he's gone, I've been missing having a recipient for my bragging.

A little background on HH. He used to work for a huge international company that didn't give a hoop about individual employees, only net totals, and they thought the best way was to put so much pressure on everyone from managers down, that the management turnover was high, and at least once at HH's center, it was because the manager had a heart attack and died. If they don't kill off the managers, they just leave so they won't die. HH's blood pressure was starting to get high, and he was getting nothing but criticism even though he had the best numbers in the state, because of everyone's stress levels. He decided to quit and went to work elsewhere.

Now he works at a place that gives him nothing but praise. They even fight over him because everyone likes him so much, they want him on their shift, and give him thanks and tell him he's wonderful regularly, which he was when he was working at the awful place, too, but no one mentioned it. It makes such a difference. So if you've got someone wonderful working for you, tell them so, and if you're someone wonderful working for someone who doesn't tell you so, go find a new job. There. That's all I have to say about that. For now.

Hanging Out the Wash

Four lines, strung across the yard on T's,
Flapping in the wind, dodging spiders,
Trying not to drop the towels.
Lovely outdoor caresses.

Back From Trip

Here is HH's bike, the one in the middle with just headlamp and crash bars showing, plus saddlebags. This is the destination of his weekend ride, where all the ribs barbecuing took place, except the real destination was twisty roads to ride on, and he said they were GREAT. The bikes have changed some since the old days. Got to GO now.