Haines His Way
Haines His Way => Daily Discussions => Topic started by: bk on May 04, 2016, 12:05:54 AM
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Well, you've read the notes, the notes did it better with a band, and now it is time for you to post until the band rehearsed cows come home.
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And the word of the day is: SNUGGERY!
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First post after BK!
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From last night: yes, Jane, I did go back and get my wallet. The director and stage manager were both still there, so the theater was still open. But even if no one was there, I have a key and could've let myself in.
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Because I was reading the first chapter in my new book.
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Oops, I was too slow, again ☺
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I'm glad you were able to retrieve it.
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'night.
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Good night, Jane.
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I am exhausted, but at the same time I am not tired at all.
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(http://41.media.tumblr.com/fc00915e8aa0b1a752c187a41465ab4f/tumblr_nnsmz52EeV1u5s5spo1_1280.jpg)
:))
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I am exhausted, but at the same time I am not tired at all.
Welcome home, Tom!
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I am exhausted, but at the same time I am not tired at all.
Welcome home, Tom!
Thanks, George.
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Well, I have to go to sleep, now.
Good night, Tom.
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Good night, George.
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Good morning, all!
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Good morning to everyone
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DR TCB, I am happy to see you safely home!
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This is another City Center day. Now that I have finished up the violin part, I am curious to see what Joshie has for me today. I know there's one cello spot that needs repair.
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Thi afternoon at 4:00, the Wright state University musical theatre graduates have their showcase at the Laurie Beechman Theatre. I'm looking forward to seeing my friends there.
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I'm very tired and ready to go back to bed.
My first free day is Monday. I'll sleep late then.
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More coffee!
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Good morning, all.
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Great to hear about the band rehearsal. Wish I could be hearing that!
Me, I had an unseemly dream about a segment of the SHIPOOPI dances. That's about as exciting as it gets here today.
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It used to be one, of course. Now it's - I forget already - three? There's the song, SHIPOOPI, followed by dance parts 1, 2 and 3. Don't ask me why.
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I know there's one cello spot that needs repair.
I picture DR Elmore carrying a little tool kit to City Center.
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Maybe he does carry a little tool kit.
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Hey, I repaired something yesterday myself. My took kit consisted of a phillips head screwdriver.
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I have this set of two piano-style keyboard pedals (one of several pedals - these things multiply after a while) that I'd never used because the left pedal wouldn't work. Yesterday I decided enough was enough. The ACT ONE score calls for the sostenuto pedal (the middle pedal on a piano) and I thought how nice it would be to use this set of pedals instead of two separate ones. Big deal, because I could use any two pedals. But hey, why not fix this set or toss this bloody thing after owning it for ten years?
So, after troubleshooting like crazy to determine that it was indeed one pedal or its connecting cable that was the culprit, I took off the bottom plate to see what I could see. Well, the mechanism is quite simple and so are the electronics which are basically a little on-off switch that's activated when a pedal is pushed down. No connections or wires were broken and both the working and the non-working side looked identical. I plugged them in and went through my testing again, plunking keys with one hand and manually operating the little switches with my other hand. Glory be, they both worked! So something was wrong with how the physical pedal mechanism itself was making contact with the little switchy-poo thing (I believe that's the technical term).
I carefully reassembled the parts, again plugged everything back in, and could practically hear a heavenly choir singing the Hallelujah Chorus as both pedals worked as they should have since...um...2006.
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I know there's one cello spot that needs repair.
I picture DR Elmore carrying a little tool kit to City Center.
Yep.
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Maybe he does carry a little tool kit.
I do.
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!! 2 !!
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PAGE TWO FIXED PEDALS DANCE.
(http://www.bhphotovideo.com/images/images500x500/kurzweil_vfp_2_10_vfp_2_10_double_piano_style_sustain_911653.jpg)
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Now that I'm a qualified Kurzweil Pedal Repairman, I should get the one that has THREE pedals.
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Well, telling that story plumb wore me out. I think I need to take it easy the rest of the day.
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Don't press your luck DR CHAS SMITH, Handyman.
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Condolences to DR JOHN G and the family of his friend Glenn.
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Welcome home to DR TCB, I am sure Nicky is one Happy Cat!
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Our rehearsals are scheduled to begin at 7 p.m.
Last night at that time, there was a total of FIVE people there - including two ensemble members.
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I'm awake and about to get ready for work, but I feel much more like hitting the road back to dreamland. We'll see if I can overcome that desire (or if it overcomes me).
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Oh dear.....tonight I have to SING my SONG......
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I have this set of two piano-style keyboard pedals (one of several - these things seem to multiply after a while) that I'd never used because the left pedal wouldn't work. Yesterday I decided enough was enough. The ACT ONE score which calls for use of a sostenuto pedal (the middle pedal on a piano) and how nice it would be to use this instead of stringing two separate pedals. Big deal, right? I could use any two pedals. But why not try to fix this bloody thing after owning it for about ten years?
After troubleshooting like crazy to determine that it was indeed one pedal or its connecting cable that was the culprit, I took off the bottom plate to see what I could see. Well, the mechanism is quite simple and so are the electronics which are basically a little on-off switch that's activated when a pedal is pushed down. No connections or wires seemed broken and both the working and the non-working side looked the same. I plugged them in and went through my testing again, plunking keys with one hand and manually operating the little switches with my other hand. Glory be, they both worked! So something had been wrong with how the physical pedal mechanism itself was making contact with the little switchy-poo thing (I believe that's the technical term).
I carefully reassembled the parts, once again plugged everything back in, and could practically hear a heavenly choir singing the Hallelujah Chorus as both pedals worked as they should have since...um...2006 when I bought this stuff.
About time-😁 Congrats on fixing it.
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Well.....here's how I'm NOT going to do it....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=15xd1MsF-7Q
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Oh...my goodness.
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We expect to see an alternate video posted by 10:00 eastern tomorrow morning, DR Jrand65.
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I know there's one cello spot that needs repair.
I don't need a lot
Only what I've got
Plus a tube of greaspaint
And "a cello spot"
I'm just a Broadway Baby...
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Good morning, good day!
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Yesterday was horrendously busy, from the moment I arrived at 6:45 a.m. until I departed at 4:30 p.m.
When I wasn't busy, I was catching my breath.
Last night, I was incommunicado.
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I'm glad our dear Tom has arrived home safely.
Still, I'm going to miss those journal entries throughout the course of each day!!
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Good morning,all.
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Good morning, good day!
How are you this beautiful day?
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Thanks, JRand.
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Welcome home, TCB.
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This past Friday evening, my high school's Class of 1966 (my class) held its 50th reunion in Greenville SC. I had hoped, over the course of the past year, that I might somehow be available to attend (contingent upon being retired and back in SC), but that has not happened. For one night of fun with folks I haven't seen in 50 years, the airline tickets, hotel and rental car costs would have been too dear.
That said, I have encouraged my FB classmate friends to share photos and memories with those of us who could not attend. And they have. I have seen photos of folks I recognize despite the changes life makes upon all of us since high school. The reunion committee shared a list of those classmates who have departed. I was shocked and saddened to read the names of so many people I remember so vividly -- 50-plus years ago -- in elementary school, junior high school and high school. My memories are like those of most of us remembering friends we haven't seen in decades: They are young and vital individuals who touched us, made us laugh, challenged us and became part of who we are today. And then we learn they have passed on. They did not ask our permission and did not say goodbye.
How is that fair?
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Sigh.
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I wish I had something less witless to say.
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Only four more posts until the page turns.
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Three
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Two
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And now only one
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Page 3
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My 50th High School reunion is coming up in two years.....
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It isn't fair, Ron.
I remember we had an obituary board up at the 5th reunion. One had committed suicide while we were seniors. Another died from AIDS. The third might have been a hoax. (not what I'd call good taste.)
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My 50th reunion is a year from now. While a tiny part of me wishes I'd go (or, more accurately, wishes I wanted to go - in which case, I would), I really don't, and shan't. I've never gone to one, and the real regret is that I didn't do it ten or twenty years back when more people I'd actually want to see and spend some time with were participating.
Five years ago I'd just gotten back in touch with a few people and was all for going to the 45th. I even had reservations made (it's in Fort Lauderdale). A couple of weeks before, something else came up -- something minor, in comparison, but a thing that I really wanted to do -- and I thought and thought about it before making my decision. I finally accepted that I liked the IDEA of going more than the reality. I knew who was going to be there, and it honestly wasn't any of the people I'd had anything in common with and would want to spend time with now. So I cancelled, and immediately knew I'd done the right thing. I still stay in touch with them in superficial fashion on Facebook. (It's my one Facebook activity, the only reason I registered and maintain an account.)
I thought then that I'd probably go to the 50th, but my goodness, how time flies and how easy that was to say. But I've followed their plans and there's still no one I'd care to see, so it ain't happening. A small regret...but not a dealbreaker.
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Yes, I am hoping the herd thins out a bit more before 2018......the only ones passing are the ones I liked....the mean ones hang on.....
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Ain't that the truth.
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I have this set of two piano-style keyboard pedals (one of several pedals - these things multiply after a while) that I'd never used because the left pedal wouldn't work. Yesterday I decided enough was enough. The ACT ONE score calls for the sostenuto pedal (the middle pedal on a piano) and I thought how nice it would be to use this set of pedals instead of two separate ones. Big deal, because I could use any two pedals. But hey, why not fix this set or toss this bloody thing after owning it for ten years?
So, after troubleshooting like crazy to determine that it was indeed one pedal or its connecting cable that was the culprit, I took off the bottom plate to see what I could see. Well, the mechanism is quite simple and so are the electronics which are basically a little on-off switch that's activated when a pedal is pushed down. No connections or wires were broken and both the working and the non-working side looked identical. I plugged them in and went through my testing again, plunking keys with one hand and manually operating the little switches with my other hand. Glory be, they both worked! So something was wrong with how the physical pedal mechanism itself was making contact with the little switchy-poo thing (I believe that's the technical term).
I carefully reassembled the parts, again plugged everything back in, and could practically hear a heavenly choir singing the Hallelujah Chorus as both pedals worked as they should have since...um...2006.
Congrats on the fixing and the fixing ability, ChasSmith!
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Looking back, high school was a mixed bag:
1) -- It was not a very happy time in my life, and I was pretty much a loner. That said, most of that is not because of me or other people's reactions to me but because of my situation at home with an alcoholic father. In truth, although I thought that I "hated" school and the students there, the truth is that many of those students were an escape from the misery of "home". I was not "friends" with any of them in the conventional sense. Never got invited to their homes nor did they get invited to mine. I had one best friend in whom I could confide until his family moved to Atlanta, Georgia just before our Junior Year. Joining Thespians opened up a semi-social life for me in that we had monthly meetings in the homes of other members.
2) Some of the "at-school friends" I had were genuine people who sought to engage me during breaks in classes and who encouraged me. I think of them with very pleasant feelings. Sadly, one of them is among the deceased. Others are "missing" (i.e., could not be found via social media or school records). My school time was my "alive" time.
When I went off to college I underwent metamorphosis. It didn't hurt to be a theater major and to be among other imaginative/creative people. It was the happiest time of my life. I WILL be attending THAT 50-year anniversary in 2020.
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This past Friday evening, my high school's Class of 1966 (my class) held its 50th reunion in Greenville SC. I had hoped, over the course of the past year, that I might somehow be available to attend (contingent upon being retired and back in SC), but that has not happened. For one night of fun with folks I haven't seen in 50 years, the airline tickets, hotel and rental car costs would have been too dear.
That said, I have encouraged my FB classmate friends to share photos and memories with those of us who could not attend. And they have. I have seen photos of folks I recognize despite the changes life makes upon all of us since high school. The reunion committee shared a list of those classmates who have departed. I was shocked and saddened to read the names of so many people I remember so vividly -- 50-plus years ago -- in elementary school, junior high school and high school. My memories are like those of most of us remembering friends we haven't seen in decades: They are young and vital individuals who touched us, made us laugh, challenged us and became part of who we are today. And then we learn they have passed on. They did not ask our permission and did not say goodbye.
How is that fair?
Our's should be in February but I doubt anyone has even begun planning something. Likely there will be a nice casual luncheon in the spring.
You have expressed the emotions of our classmates who have passed beautifully. Once you retire and move, think about having a casual reunion. Our class doesn't wait every ten years anymore.
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My 50th reunion is a year from now. While a tiny part of me wishes I'd go (or, more accurately, wishes I wanted to go - in which case, I would), I really don't, and shan't. I've never gone to one, and the real regret is that I didn't do it ten or twenty years back when more people I'd actually want to see and spend some time with were participating.
Five years ago I'd just gotten back in touch with a few people and was all for going to the 45th. I even had reservations made (it's in Fort Lauderdale). A couple of weeks before, something else came up -- something minor, in comparison, but a thing that I really wanted to do -- and I thought and thought about it before making my decision. I finally accepted that I liked the IDEA of going more than the reality. I knew who was going to be there, and it honestly wasn't any of the people I'd had anything in common with and would want to spend time with now. So I cancelled, and immediately knew I'd done the right thing. I still stay in touch with them in superficial fashion on Facebook. (It's my one Facebook activity, the only reason I registered and maintain an account.)
I thought then that I'd probably go to the 50th, but my goodness, how time flies and how easy that was to say. But I've followed their plans and there's still no one I'd care to see, so it ain't happening. A small regret...but not a dealbreaker.
We have found the people that go to the reunions now are very friendly. It doesn't matter if we were friends back when or not, or even if we recognize each other. Every one talks :) I suppose this is also why our class began having more frequent gatherings.
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I'm up, I'm up - I do believe I got a little over ten hours of glorious sleep.
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I've never gone to any of my class reunions...mainly because I wasn't friends with many people in my class (1984). I was a choir geek and most of my friends in choir were in other classes.
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Looking back, high school was a mixed bag:
1) -- It was not a very happy time in my life, and I was pretty much a loner. That said, most of that is not because of me or other people's reactions to me but because of my situation at home with an alcoholic father. In truth, although I thought that I "hated" school and the students there, the truth is that many of those students were an escape from the misery of "home". I was not "friends" with any of them in the conventional sense. Never got invited to their homes nor did they get invited to mine. I had one best friend in whom I could confide until his family moved to Atlanta, Georgia just before our Junior Year. Joining Thespians opened up a semi-social life for me in that we had monthly meetings in the homes of other members.
2) Some of the "at-school friends" I had were genuine people who sought to engage me during breaks in classes and who encouraged me. I think of them with very pleasant feelings. Sadly, one of them is among the deceased. Others are "missing" (i.e., could not be found via social media or school records). My school time was my "alive" time.
When I went off to college I underwent metamorphosis. It didn't hurt to be a theater major and to be among other imaginative/creative people. It was the happiest time of my life. I WILL be attending THAT 50-year anniversary in 2020.
Your memories sound like mine in Jr. High & High School. The friends I made in the drama class were my salvation.
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I've answered Ye Olde e-mails, I've shaved, I'm about to shower, then I'll hopefully pick up some packages, then I shall be on my way to LACC.
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That is a very familiar story DR RLP.
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I need to decide on something really good to watch tonight.
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I'd rather re/unite with folks of my choosing. So, when's the next HHW reunion?
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Ron P - Many thanks for sharing those thoughts, all of them, but especially about those who left us.
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Wednesday afternoon greetings! Fr. Richard's clergy study group met here today, so I cleared out to do errands and spend the afternoon with a friend who has a broken leg. She's recuperating at home, but can't be left alone and her husband needed to get out for a while. Margie and I had a nice visit and now I'm home.
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DR Elmore, one of my errands was to the post office to get a package off to you!
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I am going to ask the MD to record my part of the song only for me, then I can use the recording to learn the notes.
For some reason, this music doesn't make any sense to me when I look at it....and most of the singing on the recording is with another actor.....hopefully this will help.
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And I must be off.
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I am home. It was a good day, but a long one, and I am exhausted. I put the bowings into the new Violin parts, checked the cello and viola parts for the number, and that took me four hours. Then i took two buses to the Laurie Beechman Theatre, visited with my Wright State friends, watched the showcase, and got onto a 104 bus which dropped me off about 15 minutes ago. I'm going to eat, chill out and be in bed quite soon. I am exhausted.
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Good afternoon.
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I have been out of town for several days birdwatching.
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Re reunions: I still need to lose the 30 pounds I needed to lose before the reunion ten years ago.
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Wednesday afternoon greetings! Fr. Richard's clergy study group met here today, so I cleared out to do errands and spend the afternoon with a friend who has a broken leg. She's recuperating at home, but can't be left alone and her husband needed to get out for a while. Margie and I had a nice visit and now I'm home.
I'm sure your visit was a nice break for both of them.
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I hope so, DR Jane. Margie broke her leg in a hiking accident on April 18 and I think the "novelty" has worn off for both her and her husband. They're in it for a very long haul.
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Hello!
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One more!
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Page 4!
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Glad to see you got home safe and sound, TCB!
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Glad to see you got home safe and sound, TCB!
So am I!
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I hope so, DR Jane. Margie broke her leg in a hiking accident on April 18 and I think the "novelty" has worn off for both her and her husband. They're in it for a very long haul.
I wish I didn't know what it feels like to be dependent on someone else. After my shoulder surgery Keith could only make short trips to the market until I could get out of bed by myself.
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I just contacted an old, very close, friend we lost contact with years ago. We are now on FB with him and will probably be Skyping with him soon.
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I just contacted an old, very close, friend we lost contact with years ago. We are now on FB with him and will probably be Skyping with him soon.
Nice!
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And speaking of reunions, it turns out that our new business manager was on the reality TV show, "High School Reunion (http://smile.amazon.com/High-School-Reunion-Preview-Special/dp/B0032UR0YE/)." I don't know much about the show itself, but it's available for streaming on Amazon Video...but not as a Prime account show, so I would have to buy it to watch it.
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And now, I must be off to the theater. Tonight is the final rehearsal before tomorrow's final dress/$5 preview audience. Hopefully, it all goes well!
Be back later!
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I just contacted an old, very close, friend we lost contact with years ago. We are now on FB with him and will probably be Skyping with him soon.
Nice!
He is the person, the assistant manager, who hired me at the Bruin Theater. Keith already worked there and we went to see a movie. He asked if Keith knew anyone, then looked at me and said he was desperate and would hire anyone. That is how I got my first job ;D
Bruce will tell you I looked so young no one wanted to hire me.
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We've started the rehearsal.
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Gratuitous Post #100!
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It's going really well.
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Lines are being remembered!
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Good evening. My 30th law school reunion is in September. Don't think I'm going to go, but haven't decided. I'm not one who stays in touch with people from the past. I've gone to my high school reunions and had a lot of fun, but not in the mood for the law school one
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Friday I'm going on a science nerd field trip with the local community college's life long learning program. We're going to the Ashfall Fossil beds....here's a link http://ashfall.unl.edu/ (http://ashfall.unl.edu/) It's a bus day trip so we will stop for meals and other surprises. Looking forward to it
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Millions of years ago, camels, rhinos etc died when covered with ashes from a volcano that erupted in Idaho. Who would have guessed that there were rhinos in Nebraska. Should be fun
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And it's intermission.
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Tomorrow morning a plumber is coming to fix my drippy bathtub.
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Glad you're having a good rehearsal
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Page four? Page FOUR?
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I come back after slaving over a hot rehearsal all day and night to page FOUR?
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Bitch-slapping ahead.
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And we're done.
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Page four - I may vomit.
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It was longer tonight than it'll end up being.
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It went well, though.
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There was really only one or two moments of forgotten lines, but much better than the previous several nights.
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And...
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...since...
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...we're finally so close...
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PAGE FIVE DANCE!!
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...or...
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5 ! ! ! ! !
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Friday I'm going on a science nerd field trip with the local community college's life long learning program. We're going to the Ashfall Fossil beds....here's a link http://ashfall.unl.edu/ (http://ashfall.unl.edu/) It's a bus day trip so we will stop for meals and other surprises. Looking forward to it
Have fun.
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It was very strange. I tapped away on my tablet but Facebook wouldn't open. Keith kindly deleted it and then downloaded the app again. Then it took forever to give up on remembering the, fairly new, password before resetting another new one ;D
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Good evening!
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Thank you for all the welcome home comments.
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This past Friday evening, my high school's Class of 1966 (my class) held its 50th reunion in Greenville SC. I had hoped, over the course of the past year, that I might somehow be available to attend (contingent upon being retired and back in SC), but that has not happened. For one night of fun with folks I haven't seen in 50 years, the airline tickets, hotel and rental car costs would have been too dear.
That said, I have encouraged my FB classmate friends to share photos and memories with those of us who could not attend. And they have. I have seen photos of folks I recognize despite the changes life makes upon all of us since high school. The reunion committee shared a list of those classmates who have departed. I was shocked and saddened to read the names of so many people I remember so vividly -- 50-plus years ago -- in elementary school, junior high school and high school. My memories are like those of most of us remembering friends we haven't seen in decades: They are young and vital individuals who touched us, made us laugh, challenged us and became part of who we are today. And then we learn they have passed on. They did not ask our permission and did not say goodbye.
How is that fair?
Ron, very eloquent remarks about reunions and about friends who have left us behind.
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Interesting remarks from everyone regarding their views regarding reunions.
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I went to my 10th, skipped the 20th and 30th, but returned for my 40th.
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Some folks here may remember that for our 40th reunion, a rather small group pushed through a formal "country club" reunion that turned out to be almost as dreadful as it sounded. So, a month or so before the reunion, I came up with assort of alternate pizza and beer party at the unofficial school tavern on the evening before the formal event.
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The pizza party turned out to be most talked about and most enjoyable event of reunion weekend. Their were no cliques or "in group / out group" separations, just a group of old friends sharing a beer and a memory or two.
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The formal dinner the next night turned out to be just as dreadful as I had expected. Everyone gathered in their little groups ignoring those who were not their "equals."
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There is talk of making the 50th more like my pizza party, and if I was asked, I would help on the committee to plan that event. But, if the same small group decide to plan and host the reunion, I wouldn't be interested, nor would I probably attend.
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I think the list of departed classmates is really going to increase from our list we had for the 40th. It seems like every month or so there is another classmate who had passed away.
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I hope they decide on the casual reunion.
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Well, what cheery conversation.
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My sister and I did post a small remembrance in the newspaper yesterday to mark my mom's 100th birthday.
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I didn't take a nap this afternoon as I planned, although I think I slept my way thru most of tonight's TV schedule. I am not tired now, so we shall see.
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John, very nice remembrances, both here and on FB, regarding the loss of your friend. Continued condolences to you.
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After last night's cuddling, Nicky has decided today to ball me out all day for taking my vacation. He has been roaming the house today grunting out angry little meows.
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I hope they decide on the casual reunion.
I hope so, too, Jane.
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George, I am glad your rehearsals are going better.
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George, have you heard about the play reading of LIFE IS COMPLICATED that Olympia Little Theatre is doing?
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Time to switch computers.