I feel like a part of my mind is lying dormant while I wait for my camera to be repaired. Also, I just read a pile of new articles about music and the brain, and clearly others parts of my brain aren’t getting as much use while my choir is on hiatus.
I took the shot below while in Boston researching composers Randall Thompson and Francis Boott. Every time I go to Boston I have to walk around Cambridge and Harvard Yard, visiting all my old haunts and the places where I once lived. It’s a nostalgia-wallowing thing that I have always done. This motorcycle was parked in front of my old apartment.
In case you’re having trouble reading what the note says, it reads:
F _ _ _ K you!
Because of your incomp-
etance at placing
tickets, I got 2 tickets
on my bike w/o knowing
of the first! Please
ask to be retrained!
It’s pretty well-mannered for an angry note. It would have been nice if there’d been a scribbled in, “I’m sorry,” in a different hand writing.