and, well -dealing with a brillo pad that got stuck in the garbage disposal. these mundane things are probably the more interesting story.
'how i got the brillo pad out of the garbage disposal' here it goes:i knew i had made a terrible mistake when, in the midst of dirty dishwater swirling down the drain, there was no brillo pad in sight. my first thought was 'how can the disposal keep on working when a brillo pad has gone down it?' thankfully, i kept my wits about me and turned of the disposal - but not wanting to find out how badly the mess was - i decided to keep my hands out of it.
sort of ignore the problem for a while. hoping my subconscious would think of a solution (besides sticking one's fingers down there)
terrible for a pianist - to extract a brillo pad. pianists fingertips should be used for delicate purposes. not brillo pad extractions).
after much thought - a speedy turn on and off of the garbage disposal seemed the best way to handle the situation. just sort of swallow the thing like a giant anaconda with a human.
the first swallow is always the most difficult.
getting the whole thing down. once it's down, the juices get flowing - and then, you get this motion. forget what you call it.
it pushes the 'food' 'object' whatever - down further until it is swept away in the incremental suction and contraction simultaneously. where it comes out nobody knows.
once a problem like this is solved - it is easy to move on to the more difficult problems that one typically faces every day.
spilling salsa for the 105th time with a loud 'ooops.'
velcro was tried the other day.
but, you should never ask someone who has no aesthetic purposes in mind (like my husband).
black velcro. strapped to the top with the hook side out and the sticking side facing in. smushed together. holding the shelf as though it were made for a 7-11 take-out of black coffee with 5 itty bitty red straws so one can drink a sip instead of a drop.
well, actually, alistair - i have even worse ones when i practice.
for instance, the inevitable overheating of my casio's input output plug. causing a veritable increase in background noise. i've learned - however - how to take care of that. what is more immediately pressing - is the idea that one of these times the velcro from underneath the casio (holding it to the stand) will break in a really passionate passage and send the casio tumbling sideways (as i've never been able to fully center it on the stand - due to the fact that i have an L shaped work station - with the computer on the right - and the cords exactly the lengths they need to be to be plugged in).
btw, i'm never giving up my husband. even if he can't fix everything. i mean his caulking job around the tub.? i have to stand in front of it when guests come. he blamed it on the caulking dispenser. (i say, keep him away from cake decorating).
yes. i have a real piano on which to practice.
for that matter - i have a very real husband, too, and yes i've practiced nearly everything on him, too.
dr. ruth should be called in before this gets out of hand.
anyways - good luck finding someone to calm your unquieted spirit.
i didn't realize that quote would get to you .
must be more careful
and listen to bob about words that one should and shouldn't use when referring to musical things. of course, in this instance it WAS a brillo pad going down a garbage disposal.
you want to know the truth?
i actually did stick my hand down and pull out the brillo pad. but, that wouldn't have made the short story very interesting. but, in my head i imagined what it would be like to try to keep the garbage disposal operating whilst eating a brillo pad.
the double entendre - i don't know. i suppose that magazines that go on about this sort of thing - and phone numbers one can call to hear all the details - are just boring. why not go do the real thing and get it off one's chest or wherever it is bothersome. the best way to do that is to get married. then, you just expect that sometime within a year you will not be so desperate as to pick up a phone or look on the internet or buy a cheap magazine - because hey - you have that hot man or woman at your fingertips. (pun intended).
ok, alistair. don't you ever wonder about things that you are too scared to try but just wonder what will happen anyways.
i mean - the second half of your life
you could try marriage. just to see what would happen.
i think you are a very charming and intelligent and humorous guy.
sometimes girls wonder why all theguys like you are confirmed bachelors.
but, it's ok. if you don't want to follow my advice.
i'd hate to see you hook up with a woman like me.
taking all your lunchhours and devouring you hand and foot.
you might end up wanting a piece of yourself back and having to plead and bargain for it. (give me back my hand - i must write).
kinda reminds me of that movie 'three marriages and a funeral'
where what's his name asks to have his hand back. btw, i think it was kind of a let down when he proposed not marrying to his beloved. 'let's not marry' - and she says ' i do.'
Are you a hooker?Thal
it wasn't an offer, thal - calm down.
it so happens that my husband was home for three days last week and we had a quite enjoyable time together. and, i don't think that his lunchtime escapades - although infrequent as you say - (did i tell you?) due to miles between his work and here - are too hard on him. in fact, he left with a little energy left for the few hours he was returning to. one can never tell what exertion can do to a man.
hmm. who to answer first?
50 hail mary's
- for what we did? if that was all - i'd have done it again in ten minutes.
whew. that catholic faith lets people get away with a lot.
but, wait - i'm married. i've been married 21 years - to the same man.
what i dearly love about my husband is that he always says 'whatever you want.'
this can be any decision at all. sometimes he gets away with a lot because of it.
i mean - i think i'm getting whatever i want - but, he kind of blinks his eyes towards the choice he thinks i'll take. seriously, i think he's some kind of master of hypnotism or something (just kidding). how is it the decision that i make is always ok with him?
about the exertion. i have noticed that it affects my husband very randomly. one day (or night - as it were) leaving him completely energized and thus staying up half the night - and other times completely snoring in a matter of seconds.
i suppose this could be abook.
he might not want me talking about him in this manner.
but, as i see it - we ARE talking about him.
i am completely jealous
and insanely in love with him - moreso today than when i married him.
he is a very strong man - but very sensitive and tender, too.
well, i have to go to a volleyball practice, i'm told.
will write about that later.
The pleasure of the flesh is a sin.
You should say 50 hail mary's
and run round the church.
alistair is right on this one. i don't think adam and eve 'fell' when they did it. (thus promulgating the notion that one is always in a continual state of falling when thinking or doing it).
yes. i think if they'd listened loud enough,
God would have said 'and it was very good.' after all, He was the guy who made it. i mean - why would he put them in a garden together naked and expect nothing to come of it.
time management. my husband really helps on that one. he goes to work.
i go on pianoforum. pianoforum is my work. although he tells me that it probably would be a good idea to get a job soon.
outside the job that i have chaufferring, cooking, cleaning, paying bills, doing laundry, etc. etc. the way i do it - is i spend about 2-3 hours working very fast (it's sort of like my exercise routine). then - i sit at piano forum. then, another spurt of 2-3 hours. hopefully. sometimes the second one is not as effective. getting sidetracked by phone calls and dillemmas. why does the neighbor's cat have it's tongue frozen sideways on the side of it's mouth? (i actually chased it for a couple minutes - calling here kitty kitty - but it wouldn't come to me to get it inside the house). just as well - as it might spray the walls or something.
susan, my cat is now pregnant for the 38th times. it looks like its due this week. do you want some of the kittens?
Topic: Pianistimo, I was wondering... 