It's too bad I haven't been better about updating. The website expires next January and I wonder whether I'll be renewing it. Fortunately, the price for keeping the website up for the past years has been covered through CD sales and the ad we did for Bell, but I'm not sure I can keep up constant activity on the site, which I guess should be a topic to address when I'm not just thinking out loud.

I've had what you'd call an imposed whirlwind trip this past Thanksgiving weekend. After a lovely weekend in Houston, my airline botched a connection flight and I ended up being lost in a sea of holiday traffic with nowhere to go. God makes lemonade from lemons, though, and I ended up spending a night in Las Vegas free, flying first-class to San Francisco the next day, and picking up a $200 travel voucher for my next flight. If things keep working out like this, I won't have to worry about keeping the website running.
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I'd like to take this moment to introduce you to the Afiara String Quartet. I think we've decided this is what we're going to call it. We'll be playing Haydn's Opus 71 #2 tomorrow in a concert at Hellmann Hall that begins at 4 pm. I will explain in a later post how the name came to be, but right now, let's just say that it was better than naming ourselves after a variety of plants.

In other news, today somebody came by the site under a Google search for "sparse underarm hair". Not sure how sparse underarm hair is a problem, or even a sizeable discussion topic. I mean, I've wondered about the sparsity of my own underarm hair once, but I'm pretty sure I had kept it snuggled safely within my own private thought. Until now. I guess my talking about sparse underarm hair only strengthens Google's belief that I'm a reliable source for the topic, so maybe next time I should just stick to the Haydn.
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It's gotten to the point where I don't even have the time to plug performances. The last few have been in particular a lot of fun; though I've been dreaming of a time when writing more regularly will happen again. Maybe paying for internet in my apartment will do the trick, but I seem to be going home for the sole purpose of showering and sleeping these days.

Played two concerts in which I received a bottle of wine and a box of Ferrero Rocher chocolates. Didn't know vice could come in pairs.

Really enjoying the cello. Somewhat worried that it's turning me into an inescapable bore. Though, for excitement, in the span of two days, I ripped two pairs of jeans; one of them at my rear, the other at the fly. Apparently, I can no longer wear size 31 jeans and simultaneously expect them to afford me such luxuries as bending.
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I lost my wallet. It seems every month I lose something of great importance. Two months ago, (I thought) it was my passport. Last month, my wallet. This month, it'll be my house keys. Anyway, I have to make this quick, because I'm still in the process of writing something else that's important and the library hours here at the school -- my only source of internet -- are coming to a close really soon. Speaking of the library, while most libraries have beeping sentries or other forms of security to deter students from stealing library items and not checking them out, you'll be happy to know that my school's elaborate system consists of a sign that says, "STOP! You must check out the books before you take them out of the library." And if you don't? Bad Karma. Or something.

Lastly, it was a special person's birthday this past Hallowe'en. Happy birthday, ghoul-friend.
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