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By ana (Thu Mar 08, 2007 at 12:35:19 PM EST) (all tags)
Redbones. Tomorrow. Noon.


Which, come to think of it, is 1700 GMT, so perhaps the Londoners will be gathering by then. Not unlike the last boston husi get-together, which was breaking up as the SFians were gathering.

Long, cold, week. It's supposed to be warm enough to rain this weekend. It was pretty warm (about 50) last weekend also, so we took our dog out to the dog park to run around on the ice and in the mud. He had a blast. Until he made friends with another dog who was all about exploring the other side of the hill.

I sit staring at a scatter plot, with trends in it, wondering what it's trying to tell me. And what I can do to other data sets taken in this mode, to make them give up more of their secrets.

I'm looking forward to my second trip to pick up a car at the fixit place. It'll be nice to have new shiny oil in both vehicles. And stuff.

I'm slowly building up callouses on my fingertips. I need to play the guitar for more than a few minutes a week, I think. My grip is just not what it once was.

The dog has a new toy. It's a stuffed turtle that's supposedly tougher than most dog toys. He's beginning to pick it apart, but it actually is pretty sturdy.

A couple days after it arrived, it was lying on the floor. Thinking he was unobserved, the younger cat snuck up on it, bowed up, a bit afraid, but ready for whatever happened, and poked tentatively at it with his paw. I guess it's lifelike enough that he needed to know if it'd bite.

Hm. Must remember to bring certain husi-related book-like objects to lunch tomorrow for distribution, relabeling, and redistribution.

If somebody in UKia's gonna be at the LHusi drinks by 1800-ish GMT and wants to make phone contact, PM me and we'll exchange numbers. I have no idea what a call to the Virgin Mobile Home Country would cost me, but it doesn't really matter much.

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one of these days by johnny (2.00 / 0) #1 Thu Mar 08, 2007 at 05:56:54 PM EST
one of these days.

HuSi gatherings being one of the few things I miss about no longer living the bachelor life (weekdays) in Someverville/Boston/Cambridge.

I'll be here on Vineyard, but thinkin' on ya's.
... this is dreamworld after all... it isn't? Shit.

on grip... by clock (2.00 / 0) #2 Fri Mar 09, 2007 at 03:17:51 AM EST
...the weight of your hand should be more than ample to hold down the strings.  one of my first teachers used to slap my hand off of the fretboard while i was playing.  if i hit the strings, i was gripping too tightly.

playing the guitar is like programming: be lazy.  don't press any harder than you have to.

some days, i miss teaching.  i remember that it's more rewarding than coding...but the bank ain't as good.

and there's your unsolicited musical technique advice for the day.

...

and yeah...practice 20 minutes a day.  you can do that, right? 


I agree with clock entirely --Kellnerin

Some days. by ana (2.00 / 0) #3 Fri Mar 09, 2007 at 04:16:30 AM EST
If i were in fewer choirs I could to it most every day.

The grip thing is mostly with barre chords, trying to fret all 12 (now 11, oopsie) strings at once. It'll come back with practice. At least the pain in the last joint of my little finger seems to be gone (for now, knock on wood). Which makes a larger variety of contortions possible.

Also, even though I tightened down the neck of the guitar, the action is still pretty high. Which makes tuning the thing an interesting compromise, since fretting a string makes it go ever so slightly sharp.

Regular, or decaf abomination? --Kellnerin

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