Up at 6:45. Shower. Bus to town. Breakfast at/in Rathskeller. Meet Manfred at 9 as well as Heather. Do lights. Do more lights. Break. Try cues. Lunch.
Everyone else shows up.
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This evening I went out with Jen and Christoph and William.
I am fond of run-ons, near-run-ons, hyphenated phrases, and either over- or under-use of commmas.
But let’s back up.
Today in a nutshell …
Which reminds me that I need, at some point, to return to Hamann’s “Aesthetics in a Nutshell,” one of the earliest works to use the word “aesthetics” in its title. But it’s not reallyabout aesthetics — it’s about the limits of rationality or human reason in particular. It’s about the language-based nature of our knowledge and how we’re stuck in word games.
Caught up … again. Sort of.
By “caught up” I mean with regard to TV — Lost, Doctor Who, and Heroes.
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Good, finished …
… the Reverend Horton Heat.
Many, many hours of music. Now: Richard Cheese (Lounge Against the Machine) and a bunch of lounge-styled covers of famous pop and rock songs. Cheese sings them in an ironically-knowing sort of way with a wink and a nod, and to that extent I actually prefer Paul Anka’s lounge/swing covers.
Reunion: Monday mini-update
I had hours left to kill at LAX before my 11:15 (10:30 boarding) flight to Chicago, the dreaded red-eye.
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Reunion: Sunday mini-update
To continue Saturday: after lunch I wandered around campus a bit, saw Mason, for example, took some pictures, and eventually ended up at Little Bridges for the Glee Club concert, which included a nice selection of music from many centuries. It ended with the “college songs” — co-sung by old choir/Glee-Club members who joined the current GC on-stage. Zhanna, Ben, and Ashley sat next to me upstairs. Outside it was hot … sunburn weather, really … and we returned to the tents where breakfast and lunch had been, and we chatted for hours until, finally, Nate and I wandered through Thatcher (it was all about the bathroom and seeing the practice rooms — there was a young woman playing piano in one basement chamber, but we did not interrupt her), out of Thatcher, toward Sumner, and toward The Wash for free alumni-brewed beer. Nate went first to the ‘Borg so I went on my own and, after getting a plate of tacos & nachos, got in line for beer, where I got a very tasty amber from a guy wearing a N.E. Patriots cap.
Reunion: Saturday mini-update
Friday I met Nate — after a few difficulties finding each other at Union Station — and we took the Metrolink to Claremont. Upon departing Nate started talking with a guy who might have been a Pomona or Claremont Colleges grad, but who was doing culinary school, I think in the Bay area. As Nate then promptly noted, he chatted with him not because he might have been a student, but because he was cute.
Reunion: Friday mini-update
Thursday night in Santa Monica with Leena … great Asian food and a nice walk on the 3rd Street Promenade. I, curiously enough, had never been there during my years at Pomona.
Said the barista; “Oh my god … oh. You didn’t hear that.”
As for the barista, who served me my coffee but was cleaning up near the window when he said that, I think he was partaking of a little people-watching as a particularly attractive young woman walked by.