Microfilm

Sunday: Up around 8:30. Shower. Downstairs, and made some breakfast. Tony came down, and, together with MB, we ate and had some pleasant conversation about music, Guitar Craft, and our past. At 10, I drove him to South Station, parking in the bus lot, and walking him over to the trains. A short visit, but very pleasant to have him with us.

Back home, stopping for an energy drink and potato chips. I was dawdling in the store, and I asked myself, "what am I doing here?" Back home, and said hello to MB, then down basement for morning practices. The internet wasn't working so I looked into that. Also did a little reading.

Back upstairs, and it was almost time for MB to head out to a dance audition. After she left, I did some work, attempting to wind some microfilm, off one spool, and onto a different sized spool. Some lazing about. MB returned as I was about to do laundry. Found that my turntable had blown a fuse when it hit the end of the reel. A bit of a disappointment. Ate some lunch, hanging with MB. Email. A little while later, it was time to go to guitar circle.

Arrived on time tonight. Alex L was in attendance. Circulation exercise (working with two notes, six note patterns, skipping the person that began, then a turn-around, and mirror). An exercise in 'pair share' 'completing a process' and 'what do you want.' Eye of the Needle, Moving Force (needed to work out the bass-line) Bicycling to Afghanistan.

Back home, snacks with MB (She ate a soy sausage melt, and I had leftover hot and sour soup). We've decided our ticket to fame and fortune will be a book of prune recipes. She is also concerned that we will become increasingly eccentric as we age. She's probably right.