Whew, ok, lets begin.

Sunday: Adrian Belew kicked ASS. Major major amounts of it. Set list was the same as "Side Four" except "Theela" was replaced with "Neurotica" which was fucking AWESOME. Our seats were on the side of the stage looking straight on, perpendicular towards "normal" seats. Which meant that we couldn't see Julie, but Adrian 60% of the time and EVERYTHING Eric did. His right foot was fucking amazing to watch. It was like getting kicked in the ass. I made a comment after they came on for the Encore to him about real men not drinking water. He posed for me to make us both laughed, and that's when Adrian decided it was a good idea to shine a spotlight on him and introduce him! Oops, sorry bout that Eric. Andre of Project/Object and Don Preston's Ensemble was Adrian's tech, said hi to him briefly, he remembered me! Cut it short because Adrian had a cold and wanted to get out of there, can't blame him. Had a lovely ride with my dad on the way up and back, good conversation although I might have stretched it. Oh well.

Yesterday: Not much, school blows, I composed more, that's about it.

Today: Not much. Dan Stone accidentally opened the door and jammed my middle finger on my right hand, it still hurts, but getting better. Oh well, just keep it cracking and under hot water. Overheard a conversation in Digital photo about a kid driving from CCRI to his house at 115 MPH. And he was drunk. What a grade A fucking moron.

Mr. Healey's Professor Mr. Cardene was in as a guest conductor. He was excellent and made the band sound amazing. I'm realizing rather than bitch and bitch about how wind instrument exercises don't apply to me, I'm adjusting them to my stringed instruments, and finding breath control exercises actually DO help me with my technique. Who saw that coming? It's to the point where they don't even address the fact I'm not a wind instrument anymore, which is good.

Home: Dog walking, homework (although studying for Physics will suck), must dress up tomorrow for teaching, but after that I'm done for 2 weeks! Hooray!

Talked with my parents. Apparently we're going up to NH for Easter to see my cousin and aunt and uncle. Haven't been to that house in years. Last time I was there was possibly between 7th and 8th grade summer, I think. So that makes it roughly 5 years. I remember watching the reports of the iraq war and how we just started to invade, thinking "God damn, I hope this ends soon"... and it's 5 years later.

Apparently Katie (cousin who is a light tech for Porgy and Bess) is going to Russia in the summer, and trying to get me an intership for lightning or orchestra. They would use the Orient Express as a means of transportation. I would be ecstatic if I got it, but I also have obligations at home that are once in a life time as well. Who knows what will happen to A Troop of Echoes after this summer. I honestly don't know. To keep on going would be amazing, but I don't know what Nick is up to. He's mentioned going to Montreal, so there is a chance this is the last summer for The Troop. And the intership would be 6-8 weeks which would be prime recording and show time in the summer. I don't know. I would love an intership but I secretly hope that it might fall through... I look forward to going up there, although I need to brush up on my poker if Tim is there and expecting to play...

Speaking of Troop, our show friday was cancelled. Fucking building managers in Providence... It was going to be a great show, and I have literally been jonesing to play out. One for the sake of my musicianship, two for my new rig needs to get out of the house...

Had to go out and pick up some yogurt for mom, as I ate the last one that was in the fridge for weeks, only to find out tonight she was going to bake brownies with it. D'oh! Try Rite-aid, CVS and Cumberland Farms, nothing. Reach a compromise and go to Stop and Shop getting yogurt for baking and myself to eat, and breakfest foods and I've had to steal "weight watcher" bagels in order to have something in the morning. A few times there was nothing for breakfest food in the house, so I just gulped down juice and waited until Lunch... Glad that won't happen this week. Had a feeling I would see a teacher in Stop and Shop, just hoped it wasn't one I hated. Feeling was true, as Mr. Cannon comes up to me in the checkout line. We talk about senior project and goings on, he's fine, I'm fine, polite small talk. The woman behind the counter rings up my purchase as a Stop and Shop Super Saver when I didn't have a card. I realized on the way home I don't think I said thank you, and felt a little bad. Oh well.

More dicking around on the internet, some bass here and there but today was small due to the finger jam and the rehearsal today. Shower then bed.