Funeral @ MindSay 
death
met her former boss outside, jerry..whom i'd contacted about the mccs job. he encouraged me to apply again, as they've shed some higher-paid individuals, etc. etc. either way, not particularly encouraging for someone who's applied five times previously. way to use keyword bombing. the reception sort of thing afterwards was nice, at a nearish little tavern-type place (great meatballs, wings, finger sandwiches, vegetables/dip), though winding all the way through the rest of the base was a bit lengthy, since the program had said it was essentially "right nearby." always forget how huge military bases are..
figured i had to be at least mildly productive today instead of just playing lod nonstop, so i got to convention packing. wore the silver acetate-backed vest with the gem-studded gunmetal buttoned black shirt last year, so wanted to go for something different this time. eventually settled on the same black shirt but with silver tie for the farewell dance, and tux with black and dark green paisley vest/bowtie for the banquet. someone wise once said, always better to be overdressed than underdressed, right? maybe? meh, who knows..also found out that the smallest suitcase we have unfortunately was just larger than carry-on size for united and delta, so it looks like i'll be paying $11 and $15 respectively to get it checked. :\
kathleen called from keymind to basically personally reiterate what an email i'd received yesterday from the head hr person said: that they were very impressed and felt i'd be a great fit with the team, but that they went with the other person, and that if/when they have the resources available to bring on another, they'd keep my info on file and be in touch with me. well, guess it was worth a shot..sigh.
upon learning of her death, my father callled, and relayed to me that her husband would like me to choose some soft music for what i assume he meant was the viewing/wake. not having an extensive collection of sheet music (and wanting to avoid anything particularly popular and/or moving that i do have sheet music for, i.e. my heart will go on, seasons of love, various jazz selections and disney, etc.), my only immediate thought was back to a brahms intermezzo i'd attempted on my own before, op. 118 no. 2, from his shorter works. i'd previously played no. 3 from the same opus as a high-level solo in festival competition, and the substantial difference between it and the piece before was always remarkable to me (when a page of music is almost more black than it is white, you know you're in for months of practicing and hammering out music absolutely RIFE with accidentals). the sections of the piece after the first however, take on a somewhat dramatically changed sound, so i've decided to restrict myself to that first section and perhaps the bridge. if anyone has any suggestions of course, i'm more than open..
on a somewhat lighter note, got back in touch with erin, chatting on the phone for a while regarding her stay with me at the new house, the night before we fly off to convention (coming up from lynchburg, about two and a half hours via any major route). being that this will be my first year in secondary membership—been a while for them—along with the lack of the return of many old faces this year and the coming of many new ones, i'm curious as to how things will pan out. suppose we'll soon see..
Here's your (okay mine) daily dose of humor--
So one of my favorite customers stopped to visit me tonight. He is a high school boy named David. He was all dressed up in a black dress shirt and pants with shiny, patent-leather shoes and a black tie. He said, "don't I look fresh?" Evidently that is new slang for awesome or cool. Whatever. I assured him that he did, in fact, look fresh. I then asked him, "why the fancy duds?", which got me a strange look. Guess that isn't fresh slang.
He told me he was at a funeral. I, of course, was very sympathetic and asked who died. Willy Loman, he said. Willy Loman? WILLY LOMAN??? I couldn't help it...I started to laugh.
For those of you who would like to share in the joke. Willy Loman is the main character of Arthur Miller's play "Death of a Salesman". This young man had just finished reading it in class and the class then held a funeral for Loman, who dies at the end of the play. So they all brought food, dressed up, and discussed Willy's life in context of the play as part of learning in their English class.
Wonderful idea. I doubt that the young man would have been so impressed by the play without the dramatic ending. For once, he couldn't stop telling me how much he enjoyed school.
Gotta love creativity. I'm still chuckling.
Perhaps this isn't the best place to put this, but really wanna post this...
My Dad and brother were almost killed tonight.
Ironically, earlier today my parents went to the funeral one of their long-time friend, Boomer.
An hour ago, my dad was coming back from picking up my brother or something. As they were on the expressway, their throtal froze up as they were turning and they ended up doing donuts on the expressway. Somehow they managed to get away without any dents or dings (on the truck nor their bodies). I'm even shuken up and I wasn't even there. I just thank God they're alive.
-Kristal
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