the pattyo

Stanley Steemer has this bizarre ad that talks about how not only are their carpets clean, but so are their workers. They then say they do drug testing.

I dunno. This just makes me uncomfortable. I doubt I’d hire them because of that ad.

Jameson and Dan are in LA. Today Jameson has his audition. (GO JAMESON!) Wish I could be there too, but instead I decided to treat myself with a very exciting day: I taught three students. I shopped for Jameson’s “Prospero shoes” (btw, if anyone wants to go, the shows are next Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights, as well as the following week, same nights). I did laundry. I cleaned the sink. And then … drum roll please … I did more work on our taxes.

Sigh.

So far we owe over $2,000. I’m not sure I can get it down very much. Time will tell.

But taxes! What joy!

As I’ve said to a few folks who know me well, I’ll gladly do other people’s taxes (Mom … Kelsey … Mel …) but OURS are … well … special. And it’s hours and hours of tedious work. Still, I’ll spend the time … gotta get those taxes lower!

I just heard an ad for a show I”ll be in beginning quite soon. I don’t know WHO they used for their orchestra in this ad, but it’s pretty embarrassingly bad. Very weird. If I heard the ad I’d not be encouraged to attend. I might even be encouraged to hire Stanley Steemer instead and have my carpets cleaned.

Hmmm. Maybe the orchestra members needed drug testing?!

Update:
Jameson just called. He said the audition went “okay” … whatever that means. Guess time will tell.
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… I must have made a mistake somewhere on that test.

Of course I really don’t dance. At all. (I used to, but only with my children when they were very small. I doubt they even remember!)

You scored as Viennese Waltz. You are Viennese Waltz! Elegant and exhilarating, you are more fun than a barrel of really dizzy monkeys. You love merry-go-rounds, tire swings, and those office chairs that spin around. When you walk into a room everyone goes “Ooooh!” and “Aaaah!” and wishes they could be as awesome as you. Viennese Waltz 100% Jive 75% Foxtrot 58% Waltz 42% Quickstep 33% ChaCha 33% Rumba 33% Samba 25% Tango 17% PasoDolble 8% Which ballroom dance are you? created with QuizFarm.com

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I was watching something and the station silenced “bitch” when the person said “son of a bitch” but then didn’t silence “bastard”. That seems weird to me. But what do I know?

In other news, I braved the backyard today. I picked some clementines. And they are YUMMY. I mean big time yummy.

I just learned about a blog called Don to Earth. He has a few years on me. He has a lot to say. Check it out.
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All I have to do is write a few bad poems and Kelsey blogs big time.

Or not. ;-)
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I wonder if my daughter has a blog
I thought she did but maybe I am wrog
She hasn’t written for a bit of time
It must be that the error is all mine.

I’d bother her but I’m a nicer mom
I only write bad poems—not too long—
that hardly rhyme and make so little sense
that folks around me think I’m rather dense.

See how badly one can rhyme if one tries? :-)

Of course I could write free verse …

empty
silence lingers
hollow space
and hurting
hearts

the blog that isn’t
written

HI KELSEY!

I’m just having a bit ‘o fun with you. :-)
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Jameson and I just finished watching Branagh’s Much Ado about Nothing. Such fun! I have a difficult time with Keanu Reeves (is it only my problem?) but I really love Shakespeare, and I needed something like this one today. Jameson also found a few monologues he really likes so perhaps he’s found just the right one for his university audition.

It’s cold. For the first time in probably over five years we built a fire in our wood burning stove. I usually hate the smoke polution, but I’m allowing myself this one evening of warmth. Gee … maybe I should sleep out here tonight!
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How do you spell “brrr”?

Me? 30 degrees will do it. And the furnace agrees, as it is clicking on a whole lot more than usual. (I dread seeing our heating bill this month.)

I realize that a large part of the world spells “brrr” at a lower temperature, but this California girl is just plain wimply.

Besides, oboe reeds—and oboes—really dislike it as well.

Sigh.
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$142,000 per day?

At least that’s what I heard on the TV news. This article doesn’t give the daily salary, but you can do the math with what they do give.

I could live with that salary, I think. I guess I chose the wrong profession, eh? (Admittedly, I’m not the “Beckham of oboe playing” either.)
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They are showing North by Northwest at the California Theatre right now. Is that cool or what? It shows through the 11th, and then Breakfast at Tiffany’s comes in.

After that?

Well, it’s Symphony Silicon Valley. But not on the big screen.
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I don’t know exactly why, but I was just remembering the nice restaurant that Dan, Kelsey, Jameson and I went to in the middle of the Nut run. I also went with a couple of pals ‘o mine just the day before the family visit. If you have a chance to go to McCormick and Schmick’s I believe I’d recommend it.

The first night, with my pals, we found the food a bit too salty, but it was still good (and I’m guessing, mom, that you would have loved it!). The second night the food was A+ perfect! I mean tasty as all get out. Wonderful. Really.

Both nights we had the same waitress and I couldn’t quite figure her out; she used “we” too much. “How are we?” “Are we ready to order?” “Do we want anything else?” But when “we” ran out of coffee “we” were nowhere to be found. She also said, “Is everything great?” Hmmm. How to respond? When someone directs my response I don’t even want to answer.

Anyway I just though I’d mention the place here. Just because.

And in case “we” are interested.

Now I think I’ll start sorting all my tax stuff; I am having a difficult time getting motivated to practice, so I thought I’d start with something else first. And taxes do need to get done. So there you go.
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