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Saturday, October 24, 2009

Marching Band Competition Cancelled

Yes: the competition was cancelled today on account of the rain, and I am sitting in front of the computer, wet, right now with other news of importance to recount. Thankfully I didn't have to walk all the way back in the rain because I ran into Laura and her brother, who were driving to the school. I told them that the competition was cancelled, and they gave me a ride back to the house.
First of all, it's very likely that a whole bunch of marching band people will be getting together to go watch "Where the Wild Things Are" today, and I hope that I might be able to join them.
Also, being the dork that I am, I hunted down a free copy of "La Dispute" sheet music from the Internet machine (by Yann Tierson, I think), music from the movie "Amelie." I have sent this music to myself to print out at a later date, and I am super-excited about learning it.
Last night we had our football homecoming game, which was really neat. One of the girls from marching band, Kayla, was running for homecoming queen; however, she didn't win and was triumphed over by a girl named Comfort and her escort. Because of the event, we all got free food and we arrived at the stadium about an hour early for a sort of pre-game party under the sunset, which was really pretty.
Also, the xylophone's near-death experience on it's way into the stadium inspired me to think of a name for it and the vibraphone. Laura, who was helping me roll it in, and I decided that it should be christened Ol' Bessie, but the vibraphone's name was harder to determine. We decided that it should be future-esque, as the vibraphone is shiny and new, and that it should be a V-name. Laura thought that it looked male, also, and so we decided on Voltaire as a surname, with the first name of Charles. Ol' Bessie and Charles Voltaire. A lovely couple.
Unfortunately, we didn't get to play the half-time show, which sucked especially since my dad, Heather, and Hope turned out for the game. However, during the fourth quarter, Hope got to come and sit with the drumline in the top two rows of the stands.
Hope and Heather stayed the night with us, and left early this morning. I am probably going to do something constructive now like learn the first few parts of that sheet music or wake my father to ask him if we could go see "Where the Wild Things Are."

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