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Aug. 5th, 2004 12:41 pmMy flute teacher had to cancel this eve. She’s got the flu. Actually, she’s dropping all of her students, and this next lesson will be our last. She’s gotten a job at a school & that’s going to take up all of her time. I’m not disappointed in this, as I’ve been thinking about moving on and getting a new teacher (hopefully not one an hour & 15 min away). It’s been a good run, overall, ‘cept for last year when she kept canceling on me. “I’ve learned a lot,” as mda says (usually about things that are painful experiences).
Speaking of, I’m eating his stir-fry from last night for lunch. I should e-mail him to tell him about the cancelled lesson so he doesn’t have a naked freak party w/little umbrella drinks going on at the house when I get home.
Oh, but more on flute-—I may have a teacher. He’s the bf of a co-worker, almost got a masters in clarinet, but has been playing that & flute for awhile, wants to teach, and wants to concentrate on flute. He lives in a town 15 min away. He’s off right now, but called to say we’d set an appt. when he got back from this commitment. I hope he doesn’t freak when he finds out I smoke. Tammy never said anything, but I can’t imagine she doesn’t know.
Oh, I got a call from a Wisconsin radio journalist who’s going w/a bunch of other journalists to Fallingwater in October. They’re interested in having “FLLW experts” talk to them on the bus, I think. He wanted to know if I could give him names & contact info. I said, “sure, can I come, too?” So I gave him my info. This was Tuesday. Sunday I gave a hse tour, and someone donated $250 afterward. Not a bad percentage of donations per tours (I’ve done 3? this summer). Certainly made the fundraiser perk up. She sees me in research/fulminating/geek mode all the time and doesn’t realize that I really can rock.
It’s a gorgeous day, like a nice day in September. I should go outside to eat.
Speaking of, I’m eating his stir-fry from last night for lunch. I should e-mail him to tell him about the cancelled lesson so he doesn’t have a naked freak party w/little umbrella drinks going on at the house when I get home.
Oh, but more on flute-—I may have a teacher. He’s the bf of a co-worker, almost got a masters in clarinet, but has been playing that & flute for awhile, wants to teach, and wants to concentrate on flute. He lives in a town 15 min away. He’s off right now, but called to say we’d set an appt. when he got back from this commitment. I hope he doesn’t freak when he finds out I smoke. Tammy never said anything, but I can’t imagine she doesn’t know.
Oh, I got a call from a Wisconsin radio journalist who’s going w/a bunch of other journalists to Fallingwater in October. They’re interested in having “FLLW experts” talk to them on the bus, I think. He wanted to know if I could give him names & contact info. I said, “sure, can I come, too?” So I gave him my info. This was Tuesday. Sunday I gave a hse tour, and someone donated $250 afterward. Not a bad percentage of donations per tours (I’ve done 3? this summer). Certainly made the fundraiser perk up. She sees me in research/fulminating/geek mode all the time and doesn’t realize that I really can rock.
It’s a gorgeous day, like a nice day in September. I should go outside to eat.
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Date: 2004-08-05 05:47 pm (UTC)darn mda
Date: 2004-08-05 06:29 pm (UTC)Re: darn mda
Date: 2004-08-05 06:33 pm (UTC)Re: darn mda
Date: 2004-08-05 07:05 pm (UTC)it's all very complicated. I did just mention it to him in an e-mail, so I'll see what response I get.
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Date: 2004-08-06 01:42 pm (UTC)I actually stopped taking guitar lessons last summer because my teacher kept canceling on me. Then I started school again, and I didn't have the time. What was really sad was that I had really liked the teacher I had when I was in New Hampshire. We really connected despite the fact that I have genuine problems with the guitar, and sometimes didn't have time to practice as much as I should. (My hands and fingers aren't big enough and it takes me forever to learn anything new.)
It was a sad day when I had to say goodbye to Gary. Sigh... Why does he have to live in New Hampshire! ;-)
I've been trying to get myself back into the groove so that I can play and sing along with my sister at Christmas. We'll see if I succeed!
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Date: 2004-08-06 01:50 pm (UTC)It was pretty hard when Tammy kept cancelling last summer. She was stretched way too thin. And the thing is, there were about 4 times when I drove all the way out to her house, and she hadn't gotten in touch with me. Basically, this meant 2 1/2 hours of my night were gone. She'd always give me a free lesson the next time, but it didn't make a difference.
I hope you have luck. I was thinking there would be peopel at the Berklee school who would teach, but that's a huge commute by the T, isn't it? Of course, Harvard should have a couple of students around, don't you think?
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Date: 2004-08-06 03:13 pm (UTC)There are a ton of places in Boston where I could go for lessons. Unfortunately, I live about 50 miles south of Boston and would have to commute in. (Which is something that I do all the time, but this time I would have to do it with a guitar.) I could also find a good teacher in the Providence area near where I work. The problem, as we move into the school year, is going to be time, unfortunately.
I have to look at my schedule and see what fits. :) It's so sad, but it looks like I'm booked to the max already.
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Date: 2004-08-06 03:26 pm (UTC)Yeah, getting lessons in on your schedule sounds hard, if not impossible. Gladys knows I couldn't have done any purely creative outlet while I was in school. That's what hanging out w/your fellow grad students at the bar on Friday nights is for, right?
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Date: 2004-08-06 06:21 pm (UTC)You know, some of those texts that I have to read actually go better with a little hard cider. ;-) :)