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- Sat, 17:35: Well, *that* was fun.
- Sat, 17:54: Bag lady has such a different meaning from bag man
- Sat, 18:40: Bought a portfolio case at Michael's to transport the art show photos.
- Sun, 10:31: Cast my #Hugo vote. Disappointed my name was not on it.
Jul. 31st, 2011
Busy weekend - Saturday
Jul. 31st, 2011 10:09 pmSaturday started with the manicure, timed it right and got my favorite person. The fingernail which I'd smashed in the car trunk lid a couple of months ago finally stopped being able to support the acrylic armor plating, so she only did 9 nails. I suppose I could have asked for the 10% discount. :-)
Next was laundry, which I could have put off another week.
Surgical strike shopping trip to Michael's for a portfolio case. This was on my list whether I was bringing my photos to Reno myself or not. Turned out to not be as surgical as hoped, thanks to customers pulling tags off many of them, and a sad lack of price tags. Settled on a combination of a pair of paper folders close to the size of the photos, which can hold 6 each; and a portfolio case large enough to carry the folders, after I add some padding.
The highlight of the day was going to the Mountain View Center for the Performing arts (affectionately known to some of us as the Center for Reforming Tarts), to see Lyric Theater's staged reading/singing of turn of the last century British musical Our Miss Gibbs. Mary Gibbs is a country lass from Yorkshire who gets a job as a shop girl at Harrod's (called Garrod's in the show). She is attractive and charming and every man who meets her wants to marry her.
IRL the leading lady is someone I want to marry, but she is way out of my league. A Ph.D. astronomer, she is also an amazing nature photographer, sings opera, and is just a delightful person on top of all that. I was lucky enough to be parked next to her on stage for 10 minutes before each show opened the last show I performed in for Lyric. She helped my morale a lot.
She was superb in the role, as was the other ingenue, who happened to also be in that same show with us. Even though this was a reading, it was completely staged, the director did a lot of work on making it as close as it could be to a real show, though there were no sets, minimal props, the men wore tux and the women wore evening gowns (with a couple of exceptions where costumes called for in the script were changed into). Instead of the usual solo piano, there was a small orchestra. It was a big cast, and I'd performed with all but maybe four of them, which made it much more fun.
She show was delightful, and while a lot of it was in 1900s vernacular, there was a glossary in the program which helped. Much easier than pretending to understand Shakespeare.
Unfortunately the show was just for the weekend here, with a show on Saturday in Walnut Creek which will be sold out by the time you read this.
Next was laundry, which I could have put off another week.
Surgical strike shopping trip to Michael's for a portfolio case. This was on my list whether I was bringing my photos to Reno myself or not. Turned out to not be as surgical as hoped, thanks to customers pulling tags off many of them, and a sad lack of price tags. Settled on a combination of a pair of paper folders close to the size of the photos, which can hold 6 each; and a portfolio case large enough to carry the folders, after I add some padding.
The highlight of the day was going to the Mountain View Center for the Performing arts (affectionately known to some of us as the Center for Reforming Tarts), to see Lyric Theater's staged reading/singing of turn of the last century British musical Our Miss Gibbs. Mary Gibbs is a country lass from Yorkshire who gets a job as a shop girl at Harrod's (called Garrod's in the show). She is attractive and charming and every man who meets her wants to marry her.
IRL the leading lady is someone I want to marry, but she is way out of my league. A Ph.D. astronomer, she is also an amazing nature photographer, sings opera, and is just a delightful person on top of all that. I was lucky enough to be parked next to her on stage for 10 minutes before each show opened the last show I performed in for Lyric. She helped my morale a lot.
She was superb in the role, as was the other ingenue, who happened to also be in that same show with us. Even though this was a reading, it was completely staged, the director did a lot of work on making it as close as it could be to a real show, though there were no sets, minimal props, the men wore tux and the women wore evening gowns (with a couple of exceptions where costumes called for in the script were changed into). Instead of the usual solo piano, there was a small orchestra. It was a big cast, and I'd performed with all but maybe four of them, which made it much more fun.
She show was delightful, and while a lot of it was in 1900s vernacular, there was a glossary in the program which helped. Much easier than pretending to understand Shakespeare.
Unfortunately the show was just for the weekend here, with a show on Saturday in Walnut Creek which will be sold out by the time you read this.
Busy Weekend - Sunday
Jul. 31st, 2011 10:32 pmWell, not so busy, really. Spent the morning trying to figure out why Word 2007 was no longer spell checking. Priced Office 2010 and decided to buy a copy. Later.
Got a start on the data spreadsheet for the Renovation Art Show display. I do this for each con art show I'm in, it's pretty simple, just a list of the item #, title, who is the model, who created the costume, where the photo was taken and what size the print is. That's used to build a mailmerge document which generates a sticker for the back of the photo and a post-it label to slap under the photo in the art display.
Did not have time to finish, needed to grab my baritone and head out to Shoup Park for the monthly Last Sunday concert. I got there at 1:10, and all the spots I usually park in were taken, so I parked a block away. When I got to the site, there was already a big crowd set up to watch us, and the park was filled with picnickers and kids playing. By the time we started playing at 1:30 there were about 3x as many people in the audience as there were the first concert I played there 2 years ago.
I played well enough. Better than usual on the high notes, I still had a lip left at the end of the concert. Strange, though, I wasn't able to hit the lowest note. Probably the two are related.
Home, changed into civvies, went to Fry's and found Office 2010 on sale for $20 off, which paid the taxes plus a couple of pennies. Home, made a snack which turned out to be almost dinner, installed Office, caught up on LJ, FB and Twitter, finished the art show stuff but discovered that though I had permission from all the people in my pictures, there are two photos I don't know how to credit. One will be fixed with follow-up email, and if not there's enough info online to fake something which won't insult anyone. The other was a verbal okay, or if it was email I can't find it. I'm okay with showing the photo, but would really like to give credit to the person in the photo, who may be at the con.
All that done, watched a bit of Shark Week on Discovery Channel, made another snack (and discovered they both love cheese-in-a-can), gave the kitties their usual nightly treats, and here I am.
Opened another jar of the last batch of pickles, and whoa, salty! But I've been cutting down on my salt intake for years, so maybe these are fine for other folks.
Plans for tomorrow:
Work
Expect The Call from Moto and all the wheels which that will set in motion
BASFA maybe. Am tempted to bring a jar of the "relish" pickles, just in case anyone likes that taste. I don't, but there wouldn't be relish in the stores if there weren't a lot of other people who do.
Got a start on the data spreadsheet for the Renovation Art Show display. I do this for each con art show I'm in, it's pretty simple, just a list of the item #, title, who is the model, who created the costume, where the photo was taken and what size the print is. That's used to build a mailmerge document which generates a sticker for the back of the photo and a post-it label to slap under the photo in the art display.
Did not have time to finish, needed to grab my baritone and head out to Shoup Park for the monthly Last Sunday concert. I got there at 1:10, and all the spots I usually park in were taken, so I parked a block away. When I got to the site, there was already a big crowd set up to watch us, and the park was filled with picnickers and kids playing. By the time we started playing at 1:30 there were about 3x as many people in the audience as there were the first concert I played there 2 years ago.
I played well enough. Better than usual on the high notes, I still had a lip left at the end of the concert. Strange, though, I wasn't able to hit the lowest note. Probably the two are related.
Home, changed into civvies, went to Fry's and found Office 2010 on sale for $20 off, which paid the taxes plus a couple of pennies. Home, made a snack which turned out to be almost dinner, installed Office, caught up on LJ, FB and Twitter, finished the art show stuff but discovered that though I had permission from all the people in my pictures, there are two photos I don't know how to credit. One will be fixed with follow-up email, and if not there's enough info online to fake something which won't insult anyone. The other was a verbal okay, or if it was email I can't find it. I'm okay with showing the photo, but would really like to give credit to the person in the photo, who may be at the con.
All that done, watched a bit of Shark Week on Discovery Channel, made another snack (and discovered they both love cheese-in-a-can), gave the kitties their usual nightly treats, and here I am.
Opened another jar of the last batch of pickles, and whoa, salty! But I've been cutting down on my salt intake for years, so maybe these are fine for other folks.
Plans for tomorrow:
Work
Expect The Call from Moto and all the wheels which that will set in motion
BASFA maybe. Am tempted to bring a jar of the "relish" pickles, just in case anyone likes that taste. I don't, but there wouldn't be relish in the stores if there weren't a lot of other people who do.
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