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November 14, 2001
I'm SINGIN'!
Wednesday, November 14, 2001
I'm the guy in the middle. Look at that embochure, ladies and gents! Stand back, I am a trained professional.
We sang Magnificat by Johann Sebastian Bach. Wonderful piece of music. Baroque is good stuff.
My friend Emily came in to visit, and listened to the concert. She's an aspiring professional singer, and she has a stupendous voice. She performed the soprano solo for the third movement, Quia Respexit, for one or another of her recital labs at school. I got to hear her at her church a few weeks ago, and she was pretty impressive. You go, Emily!
I also found out that we've got a good recording from the Brahms Requiem at the Meyerson. Yay! Make much happy.
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November 08, 2001
More HalloweeEEEEN!
Thursday, November 8, 2001
There it is, in all its glory. This was taken ON HALLOWEEN, at my friend Rusty's house.
Yes. Rusty IS wearing pants. It's just a joke, people.
This is Rusty's wife Sarah, looking quite lovely in her French Colonial get-up. We thought it would be funny for me (the cowboy) to speak French, and for Sarah to speak hick all night. Unfortunately, we never had an opportunity to ply our wit on anybody...they were all boring.
We three went to see Thirteen Ghosts, which was a not-awful slasher flick with Tony Shalhoub and Shannon Elizabeth. We laughed, we cringed, we're not going to see it again and again, but it fit the bill for cheezy Halloween entertainment.
We were the only ones in the theater who were dressed up, though. This holiday's not what it used to be. Maybe it's because it was on a Wednesday.
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November 04, 2001
SIX FLAGS!
Sunday, November 4, 2001
Mom, Dad, and I went to Six Flags yesterday. Every year, Pilgrim's Pride rents out the park for their employees. Mom counts chickens (on an industrial scale) for ol' Bo Pilgrim, so we get to go. We got there a bit before noon, and Mom and I immediately headed for The Titan, dragging a somewhat reluctant paternal unit.
Now THAT, my friends, is a rolly-coaster. Mom and I grinned gleefully as we clambered aboard, but Dad looked distinctly wild-eyed. He was sitting next to Mom, in the car right behind me. I turned around and grinned as we ascended the lift hill, and Dad was definitely looking like he had left his keys somewhere...anywhere but on this 85mph BEAST.
So we tip over the top of the lift hill, and I swear that there's no track in front of us. All I can see is the hole we're headed for, 300 feet below my nose.
At this point, I start screaming my head off, and put my hands up above my head. The last cars crest the hill, and it's off to the races. The pull out at the bottom of the first hill is absolutely breathtaking, and then you're shooting up into the sky heading into an elevated right turn. The hard-banked 180 winds up pointing you back at the ground, and we then hurtle across the length of the ride into a camel-hump hill that throws you up off the seat (into the thoughtfully provided lap restraint). Then come two ascending right handed spiral turns, that try to squish us down into our shoes. At the top of the spirals the brakes hang us off of our lap harnesses. The car tips over precipitously to the left. Since you're going through this turn at low speed, it really feels like you're going to fall out of the car. Pretty cool. Then it's down a big hill, and into another (harder) spiral, then back into the start house.
No inversions, just fast fast fast. Mom and I rode the thing four times before the day was over, but Dad decided to go look for his keys. (I happen to know his keys were in his pocket, but he was not interested in getting back on that beast...)
So at this point, my voice is SHOT. I needed to be able to sing on Sunday, but that did NOT happen. Hopefully, with the application of some hot buttered rum, I'll be ready for choir practice Monday.
So we hit every coaster in the park, at LEAST twice, and we were done in less than four hours. Private parties at amusement parks rule! Batman and Mr. Freeze were great coasters too.
I like roller coasters. But not this one. 
Now, if you have a really fast Internet connection (or a very large amount of time on your hands), you can look at my new favourite ride. It's being installed at Six Flags Magic Mountain, and I cannot wait to conquer it. It's the craziest roller coaster I've ever seen.
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