catch up lalal
2001-08-13 at 7:00 p.m.
Who ever thought I'd be HERE again, huh? Anaheim, CA, Torrey Place in my Aunt Sanny's house. Huh?
For all my adolescent years, I spent my summers here, practicing 10 hours a day. I almost hate to tell people that, because you'd think I'd be better at this point.. but aw heck, it gives me something to do now, huh?
My aunt just handed me a bunch of onion slices, and my hands smell terrible. Good thing I don't have to smooch anybody, because my breath isn't too far behind;)
Now, some quotes:
Grandma, again, this time today at a bar-b-q with some fam and friends, giving some of the best one liners in her old age:
Aunt Sanny: (looking around the dinner table) Where's the dip?
Grandma: I haven't seen him.
hahahahah!!!!!!! And then here's some deep stuff my aunt gave me when we woke up this morning:
Aunite: Do you know what you bed covers(sheets) are really for?
Me: no, what?
Aunti-rama: to catch your farts when you sleep.
my family........ and people who haven't met them think I'M weird.
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So, to cap up on everything I've been doing, I spent last week just having a blast at fiddle camp -oooooo!! the last night I was up until 2 jammin in the motel lobby - and I got a chance to teach 2 of my jazz violin heroes - Matt Glasser and Darol Anger how to line dance!! Dear Darol looked like a leprechaun, Matt looked waaaayyy too New York too even be attempting it, and goodness I shouldn't have been trying because I was using my Latin hips. They don't work with counrty.. but MAN I do those Latin hips well...:)
Then after 3 hours of sleep that night (it was worth it!) I got up and hitched a flight to Oakland for a how-to session with a Zeta technician on my electric fiddle equipment. At one point he told me I'd ruined the unit and I'd have to fork over $2,000 more to get a new one, but he checked something and it was all good again, of course - I DIED right there, so I'm trying to get my heartbeat back,,, but it's all good....akakakak....
And now I'm at the place that formed me as a musician.. the wonderful self-doubting, neurotic soul that I am:) Just trying to learn my audition music even though I can't stand Brahms. Ah well, I'll survive I suppose.
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The big thing is just trying to grasp the magnitude of everything I've done this summer... Europe, Oregon, Mark O'Connor conference, the Oakland help, now this and I still have to travel to New Mexico and COlorado and Texas.
AND THEN... there's the e.mail from my ex-boy that has me feeling kind of weird for no reason whatsoever. Ech... Boys. I'm single this year, I SWEAR. You heard it first, folks, KEEP ME TO THAT, ALRIGHTY??????
Oh golly, this has been one rambling mess....
SUPERCRACK IS just............jiggy.