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laramie at 10:22am on 28/07/2003
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On Saturday I spent a good part of the day running errands and catching up with housework: grocery-shopping, laundry, dishes, watering the houseplants, etc. I did stop at Powderhorn long enough to visit the ducks, and scatter some corn for their delight. It was a humid morning and I was just as glad to skip walking all the way around the lake. The day only grew hotter and more humid in the afternoon, and I resorted to air-conditioning in the house.
Carolyn came over early, before the Filk Circle, to play with her Sims and to let me know if my cat-smell eradication procedures had been effective. (She pronounced the place smell-free.) (I think the unaltered young males, Twinkletoes and Skip-the-Light-Fantastic (Skippy) have given up on claiming my territory as their own. Due to my past eradication efforts with Petzyme spray. They are certainly spending more time outside than in since the springtime.)
Carolyn has not been wanting to do any singing after her experience with the music teacher she had last semester, but agreed to attend the Filk circle because she wanted to meet Ray, and I told her that she wasn't obliged to sing along, and would be welcome simply as our audience.
Ray had said he'd attend, and I'd also heard from a friend, Rebecca, who expressed interest in the filk circle. I was inspired to go to a little extra effort and prepared some lemon-zinger chilled tea, a tray of cold-cuts and cheeses, an assortment of crackers as well as some chips and raisin-oatmeal cookies. It was a disappointment then, that neither Ray nor Rebecca ever showed up. I was especially disappointed to miss Ray, who had been more definite about attending, and since Carolyn didn't get to meet him after all.
Cassandra (who works as a Library Aid, and whose work schedule only permits her to attend about half the circles) was able to join us, though, and Carolyn did do a little singing. Mary O'Meara is one of her favorite songs, and she couldn't resist joining in on that, or suggesting a couple others that she'd learned at the knee of Martin S. Most of the regulars were there as well: Thorin and Richard T, and Rich B – so, despite those missing, we managed to have quite a good time making music - until our voices finally gave out.
Carolyn came over early, before the Filk Circle, to play with her Sims and to let me know if my cat-smell eradication procedures had been effective. (She pronounced the place smell-free.) (I think the unaltered young males, Twinkletoes and Skip-the-Light-Fantastic (Skippy) have given up on claiming my territory as their own. Due to my past eradication efforts with Petzyme spray. They are certainly spending more time outside than in since the springtime.)
Carolyn has not been wanting to do any singing after her experience with the music teacher she had last semester, but agreed to attend the Filk circle because she wanted to meet Ray, and I told her that she wasn't obliged to sing along, and would be welcome simply as our audience.
Ray had said he'd attend, and I'd also heard from a friend, Rebecca, who expressed interest in the filk circle. I was inspired to go to a little extra effort and prepared some lemon-zinger chilled tea, a tray of cold-cuts and cheeses, an assortment of crackers as well as some chips and raisin-oatmeal cookies. It was a disappointment then, that neither Ray nor Rebecca ever showed up. I was especially disappointed to miss Ray, who had been more definite about attending, and since Carolyn didn't get to meet him after all.
Cassandra (who works as a Library Aid, and whose work schedule only permits her to attend about half the circles) was able to join us, though, and Carolyn did do a little singing. Mary O'Meara is one of her favorite songs, and she couldn't resist joining in on that, or suggesting a couple others that she'd learned at the knee of Martin S. Most of the regulars were there as well: Thorin and Richard T, and Rich B – so, despite those missing, we managed to have quite a good time making music - until our voices finally gave out.