then i would be what? looking for a needle. well, as a matter of fact - i can barely find my husband at night.
pianistimo... you really need to choose your words more carefully...Hold on... I'll find itRnB
and, who, might i ask -is linzi dawn mckenzie?
i'm going out this saturday night or sunday - to hear the messiah with the local crack organ player.
this isn't a poll, pianowolfi. just pick one quickly.
It's ok pianistimo... he's not used to it...
without giving too much away...1. Celebrating a 19th birthday in Munich, a sliding window and a German aristocrat on a Kawasaki, somewhere in a forest, with my best mate Charlie and the stars fell out of the sky like snow
2. An uncharacteristic brief encounter with a perfect stranger in KL, Malaysia
3. The ferris wheel, Luna Park, New Year's eve, Distant Locusts and performance poets. Also one of the most tragic ... something created, something destroyed
3) tobogganing drunk in the middle of the night
Best Night:1. Sex in the evening.Beat that
So, in the LA thread, a conversation was started about starting a "best night/day" thread.I liked that idea alot.Me?1. Taste of Chaos, 07. Life-changing (well, kind of...long story!)2. Any Relay for Life I've ever been to.3. Knott's Berry Farm Halloween (and later events at the hotel room.)4. The first day I was dating this one guy, and the first nightSo? what're yours? I think it'd be very interesting to hear stories behind yours as well. I didn't really post mine, cos yeah I figured noone would want to read. -Alia
Most of the time you won't even know the bear's there. I've spent a lot of time out looking for them, and I swear they just hide from me and then sit and laugh... Seriously though, the trick is not to give them reasons to come and find out if you're worth eating. So if you're camping, be very very careful about where you keep your food supplies, and what supplies you take - obviously if you take meat it'll be appealing - and what you do with any rubbish. And bears don't like to be crept up on. If you're cycling the noise of your bike should be enough to warn them you're about, but if you're walking and not making any noise it's worth whistling or singing or talking to yourself. Depending when you go there might be a few paranoid mother bears about - the cubs will be ready to take their first steps outside the den around May-June if memory serves - but if you accidentally get too close she'll just be interested in making you go away, not eating you.Do let us know how you get on with any bears you meet! I can't afford to go see any myself this year, so must do it vicariously... I'm off to do a photography project with a big cat conservation project this summer so will finally get to play with a tiger! Well, take pictures of one from close range, anyway. I can't wait, I'm so excited!
i think God is a better defense than guns.
jake - you really would have the best night of your life - and the best future - if you did this. accepting Jesus Christ truly is the best thing that can happen to anyone. he is our security. who can protect us from death? even if we die - and are ressurrected again...this is the enormity of the power of God.there have been multiple times in my life that i have felt the divine presence (especially when praying for protection) in situations that were in airplanes, outdoors, indoors, animals, spiders, whatever - and also for my own children. frankly, if you don't believe in God - it's a worrisome road to have children. there are so many things that could go wrong or happen to them. despite how i joke about being paranoid - i actually lately have felt quite at peace when my son goes out driving. God is so powerful and great that when we pray for help or protections - we can actually rest while others are still worried.
perhaps you should take elspeth along.
i'm scared of grizzlies and i lived in alaska. black bears are like dogs, kind of. they roam around and are basically garbage eaters. grizzlies can grow BIIIIGGG - as you know. and loooonnnng teeth and claws. (sorry, the paranoia again) and if you've ever watched that movie where these two guys are out in the woods and have to start a fire around themselves because a grizzly won't let them go - i'd suggest not watching that until after montana.as i see it - just as elspeth says - don't bring along things that smell good. even candy bars. they love sweet. i don't know what they say about toothpaste. maybe bring that baking soda tooth paste. and, if they smell something in your backpack - just throw them the backpack. don't make them take it off your back. consider bears like ganstas. they just come and take what they want. i don't know if they like cream cheese - but i'd bring that and some crackers. lightweight stuff that will give you energy but once eaten doesn't leave much smell. (could be wrong about this - pass it by elspeth). anyways, cream cheese and things that have LIDS. if i were you - the first thing i'd do when i got to montana would be to go to a shooting range. then, a saloon. then, out camping. i mean, if you get eaten - you may as well be feeling no pain. montana is wild country. just like alaska. you need to know which direction is town. and, you need to know how to survive in case you get disoriented. probably the best thing is not to attempt soloing. the weather changes very quickly in monata and alaska. one moment is sunny and beautiful - the next can be downright cold (especially towards evening). and those wretched mosquitos can drive you insane. bring or buy some mosquito repellant - and find out which ones work for you. some do not work on some types of skin. long sleeved shirts. flannel or something. my step-grandpa grew up in montana. well, he left home at around 16-17 and was a sheep rancher on the aleutian islands. i guess montana wasn't brutal enough for him. then, he and my grandma moved to homer, alaska. i remember all the books they had about western living. horses are big. cowboys. all those stories about train robberies. criminals. bad living and a deck of cards. yeah. bring a deck of cards. i used to read about lewis and clark and daniel boone (his homestead is out here on route 100) and whoever else was an explorer. don't be dismayed at the saloon pianos. i gather you are not going there to play the piano.are you taking a bike tour there?
that should be really fun. the wild horses (if they still roam) are cool.
I didn't know they had good bike trails there - but i suppose they do.
this is the way i would do it - count the motels along the trail ahead of time and plan to just sleep at a motel. much better and more defensible than a tent. the people might be more dangerous than the bears.
ps what is a 'piano student's whisperer?' that sounds very interesting. you know - i think that is a great topic for a book. as i understand you - you take an unbroke/bridled student that has a propensity to mock you and run circles around you - and turn them into a respectful student that actually sits and listens and doesn't poke the treble keys when you are talking. i ususally accomplish this in the first lesson. do you think i am a qualified piano student whisperer?
sorry i don't want to perhaps the other side of this student whispering - is targeting the right students. i mean - if some drop by the wayside of their own stubbornness - you haven't spent hours whispering to the wrong one.
Well that would not be such a good idea because the new man in her life would probably not be very amused. So I would have to deal with him and the Grizzlies (Sorry just kidding, I can't help it lol )
but, also qualify that i will not speak a long time.
as i see it - a piano teacher is much like a parent.