Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Home. Exhausted. Got to gig late because of a plane crash on the parkway, so I was tuning during teaching of the steps of the first dance. Either the wrist is getting worse or I'm just randomly having an especially bad day, because most of the strumming was bloody excruciating even with extra dose of pain meds, and this wasn't even the usual Homespun Ceilidh Band extra-vigorous repertoire. Was most of the way home before the wrist went back to just hurting as much as it had been before the gig. Other than the plane crash and the wrist pain, everything went well. Glad I was able to be there.

Did I mention exhausted? Ow.

Need to restring the 6-string, I think. And one of the first two frets on the 12-string is buzzing. :-( I don't usually notice because I capo it at the 2nd fret, but tonight I played w/o the capo for the tune in two flats. (Noticed the buzzing while tuning.)

Hope I feel well enough to get out of the house tomorrow ...

When Perrine sniffs my hands after I come home from someplace not cat-inhabited, I can't tell whether she's disappointed ("Huh. No other cats to smell. How boring.") or relieved ("Oh thank goodness -- no competition."). I do know she spends a lot more time sniffing me if I have been petting other cats (as one would expect).

Tried to shoot dancers, but needed a wider lens on the film camera and a faster sensor on the digital camera (I didn't want to use flash).

Very worried about money. More on that later.