"So you find me hard to handle..."
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pixel39On the plus side: a photo of the Thing in its final, completely decorated and butter-colored glory (there are photos from home on my camera, but the floraly stuff at the top was done on-site).
I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning. The timing is completely unintentional, but advantageous--it is entirely possible that I will need stronger painkillers (stronger than 800mg ibu, yes) still tomorrow. So it is entirely possible that I will be very cranky about the whole thing. I don't envy my doctor.
Did floor and barre work yesterday. Clearly not enough, as my leg muscles exhibit no indications that they did anything out of the ordinary yesterday. Abs are a teeny bit sore.
Today I should do stretches, if not more barre work. My shoulders pop with alarming frequency of late.
I acquired an Indian cookbook on remainder. It's got an awful lot of Thai recipes in it for an Indian cookbook. It's got some good recipes, but there are a bunch of them that are definitely *not* Indian. But an entire section of Balti stuff, which is more than I have in any of my other Indian cookbooks.
When you have strings and winds in a mixed ensemble, is it too much trouble to tune the strings to each other, and then tune the winds to the strings? Cripes. I understand that a lack of professionalism from an amateur group is not a terrible surprise, but do y'all have tin ears or something? Really. The back of my neck all the way down into my shoulders was trying to climb inside my skull to hide.
And before anybody says anything: I had four years of medieval, Renaissance, and Baroque music performance while at Wells. We were not a professional consort, we were a college group, but we managed to be in tune. Consistently. Reliably. We were in tune with the lute. We were in tune with the fiddle. We were in tune with the viols. We were in tune with the fucking harpsichord. Playing Corelli. Playing Corelli suspensions, fer chrissakes. It's not rocket science, people.
It's sloppiness like that what gives the SCA a bad name.
I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning. The timing is completely unintentional, but advantageous--it is entirely possible that I will need stronger painkillers (stronger than 800mg ibu, yes) still tomorrow. So it is entirely possible that I will be very cranky about the whole thing. I don't envy my doctor.
Did floor and barre work yesterday. Clearly not enough, as my leg muscles exhibit no indications that they did anything out of the ordinary yesterday. Abs are a teeny bit sore.
Today I should do stretches, if not more barre work. My shoulders pop with alarming frequency of late.
I acquired an Indian cookbook on remainder. It's got an awful lot of Thai recipes in it for an Indian cookbook. It's got some good recipes, but there are a bunch of them that are definitely *not* Indian. But an entire section of Balti stuff, which is more than I have in any of my other Indian cookbooks.
When you have strings and winds in a mixed ensemble, is it too much trouble to tune the strings to each other, and then tune the winds to the strings? Cripes. I understand that a lack of professionalism from an amateur group is not a terrible surprise, but do y'all have tin ears or something? Really. The back of my neck all the way down into my shoulders was trying to climb inside my skull to hide.
And before anybody says anything: I had four years of medieval, Renaissance, and Baroque music performance while at Wells. We were not a professional consort, we were a college group, but we managed to be in tune. Consistently. Reliably. We were in tune with the lute. We were in tune with the fiddle. We were in tune with the viols. We were in tune with the fucking harpsichord. Playing Corelli. Playing Corelli suspensions, fer chrissakes. It's not rocket science, people.
It's sloppiness like that what gives the SCA a bad name.
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Date: 2006-01-24 06:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-25 06:08 pm (UTC)How was the cake flavor-wise? Moist enough? I cut back on the lemon zest and syrup for the final cake as compared to the sample you had the other night, so I was a little concerned that it might not work as well.
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Date: 2006-01-24 06:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-25 06:10 pm (UTC)Thank you. I really enjoy doing cakes--they're such fun to make.
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Date: 2006-01-24 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-24 09:28 pm (UTC)There are many reasons I don't/won't perform with groups within the SCA. This is one of them.
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Date: 2006-01-24 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-25 01:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-25 06:06 pm (UTC)I have more southern recipes than I do northern recipes, and although rice is easier to cook, E loves bread which is a a northern thing. Northerners eat bread, southerners eat rice. In general.
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Date: 2006-01-26 04:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-26 07:38 pm (UTC)