Nov 30th - Dec 2nd. Ann visits. Saturday night we go ice-skating on the frog pond, then dinner at the Elephant Walk on Beacon St in Boston. We sit next to a fellow that I knew several years ago from a seminar series, but I don't say hello. Sunday, Ann departs on the Fung Wah. A donut on the roof-parking-lot of the bus terminal. Not able to connect with Frank. Back home, and soon time to go to Guitar Circle. Victor, myself, Dev (who had to arrive late due to other commitments), Alex and Chris. A possibly useful analogy came to me when talking about how one becomes better able to juggle all the various attributes of playing:
When a chef begins learning to cook, he follows recipes. After some time he knows what the dish is supposed to taste like, and acquires a familiarity with how each ingredient contributes to the end result. At this point, he doesn't need the recipe any more, and can respond to the varying nature and quality of the ingredients. In the same way, at first we need to concern ourselves with counting, with our technique, with the pulse, with the music, with the fingering, with the expression, with maintaining contact with the group, and so on. Once we know the music, as a whole, we don't have to spend too much time thinking about these details on a conscious level, and can concentrate on responding to the needs of the moment. We can begin with the wholeness and work backward. The more each member of the team knows the wholeness, the more fully it may be realized.Nov 29: After doing some code-cleaning and commenting, checked in my add-on management project. Picked up Shawn at 7:40. To Arlington and picked up cymbals. To my place, and a recording session with the new studio. It went pretty smoothly after I realized that the mix control on the Echoplex was turned mostly to wet. Dropped Shawn home. Went out for a late-night shopping run. Saw a family have to abandon a whole shopping cart full of food that they had selected, because no funds were forthcoming from the ATM. Back home, and made three pumpkin pies with the pumpkin I had baked last week. I really only had enough filling for two and a half, so the last one became half banana.
Nov 27-28: In the evenings, I completed re-wired my home studio. This involved hoisting the mixer module up into the air on a winch. Luckily, I discovered that going in through the front by loosening modules, was much easier than trying to go in through the back. This made the job I'd been dreading go rather quickly. Still, on Wednesday night, I was up until dawn.

Nov 24th - 25th. Feeling under the weather. Sun going down early. Sleeping. Some tidying around the house. Began re-wiring my home studio. Guitar circle on Sunday, with the first "all hands on deck" meeting since the course. Almost every single one of us in the circle has had some major life shift since then. I had prepared some of the piece I'm arranging for presentation, but we didn't find time for it. We sent MB wishes, imagining her in the air hurtling west.
Nov 23rd: A guy tries to con me by saying his car has been towed. My mom arrives and we have lunch. She compliments my new furniture. Opening presents. Good conversation about yoga. She forgot her directions, so I recreate them for her, and she heads out. Casting about for entertainment. Feeling a head-cold coming on.

Nov 22nd: Thanksgiving. MB wraps up her packing. A final breakfast, and she heads out for a swing through RI visiting friends, and then to fly to Seattle on Sunday. Cleaning up. Casting about for entertainment. Gutted the pumpkin that had been sitting on the front steps. Baked the seeds and flesh.
Nov 20th: Breakfast as the 7-11. Then flying back to Boston. Straight to work.

Nov 15th - 19th. My trip with Ann to Ohio. A cat shows up on the course. The camp runs out of water. A walk through the labyrinth. Playing the little travel guitar I had brought. Coming to have a vivid example of how my maps of another's emotional state can be completely wrong, and lead to misunderstanding. Flying back to NYC. Over the weekend of the 17th-18th MB spent time in CT with my mom.

Nov 14th: A moving van arrived early morning, and spirited away most of MB's stuff. There was more stuff than she had anticipated, and so there were extra charges. I completed my packing. The house-cleaners arrived. Off to work for a brief day, then few to NYC to meet Ann. We walked around Queens, and had a nice dinner in a Middle-Eastern hole-in-the-wall.