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Here I will periodically post random thoughts and stories about what's going on in my life and the world around me. As if anyone cared. But seriously, you've found your way here, so hopefully you will enjoy at least some of what I have to say, even if you aren't entirely interested in it. At the least, it should be a good way to waste time.

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Thursday, May 18, 2017

Winding Down

Well here we are at the end of another semester at Sac State. It's Thursday of finals week, but as all of the juries have already concluded it's already resembling a ghost town around here. All of the music majors have fled the building in search of greener pastures for the summer. I'm not sure how so many years have gone by, seemingly in the blink of an eye. This is the ned of my 18th year on staff here, and 24th overall counting my undergrad years. Next year will be the 25th year I've been on campus. Really? A quarter of a century? It boggles the mind.

I remember when I first started here - as a business major initially - in the Fall of 1993. Back then the old professors or staff members would pontificate about the 'good old days' when they started working here back in the 1970s. And of course I'd chuckle and say, "Hey I wasn't even born yet!". To which they'd sardonically reply, "Haha...you just wait, you'll get there." It seemed so far away back then. And now, next year's incoming freshman will have been born likely in the year I started working here. Most of them won't have existed when I was an undergrad. When did I get old?

These days I've noticed that I've slowed down a little. I used to move through the hallways with such purpose, always seemingly in a hurry to get to the next task. You might be tempted to think that I'm slowing down because of my age; but really, I CAN still move with that purpose, when it suits me. I think, really, I'm slowing down just because of a lack of motivation. A lack of drive. When you spend, now 36 semesters basically doing the same thing year after year after year, and fighting against the same institutional bureaucracy, I guess it wears you down. I simply just don't care to get things done as quickly as I used to. Why should I? What's the point? It's not like I can possible gain anything by doing so. You won't get recognition. You won't see a raise. So I take my time a little more. Why not?

So here I sit, Thursday of finals week, getting ready to start filling out the piles of (now electronic) paperwork to submit to Space Management for our fall events. I'm actually using my computer monitor from home, because the screen on my 2011 iMac gave out and is now just a grey screen with vertical gradations of color. Mostly pinks and purples. So we bypassed the computer screen to my Samsung monitor. It works. They say they should be able to get me a new computer. By August. In other news, we're scheduled to have a major refurbishment of our elevator this summer, which has been long overdue and will hopefully give us a product that won't be likely to break down (and usually at the most inopportune times). Oh wait, that's been delayed till next year now. Well, we are also looking at finally replacing our stage lighting with LED fixtures, as the current fixtures are so old that you can't even find the bulbs anymore. 30% of our lighting is currently inoperative. That's how bad it's gotten. Oh wait, the university bureaucracy says we have to send it out to bid, even though we have a company ready to come in and do it, and the funding is already approved in place. So that's delayed for who knows how long.

I guess there's no reason really for me to move with a purpose, to finish anything faster. After all, the university isn't.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Two More Weeks

Well the semester is humming right along, we've only got two weeks more and then finals. Whew. I'm glad it's almost over. Though I suppose I say that most semesters. It's always nice to look forward to the end, where I'll finally have time to breathe. April has been tough. Not only with the plethora of concerts and events here, but also because everyone my family has spent part of it being sick. It's my turn now; I seem to have caught a small cold. I guess it was my time. Thankfully my symptoms have been mild compared to everyone else's. I'm at work at the moment, and we have two concerts today, but I'll probably be able to steal away around 2pm and get some much needed rest.

The last time I posted I was talking a bit about our cat Minnie, whose health was in somewhat of a downward spiral. Unfortunately she passed on April 7. I actually spoke to her on the phone, more or less, just a few minutes before she died. Whitney had called and we were discussing options of having to put her down, which I was not looking forward to. She was meowing softly but persistently in the background, so Whintey picked her up onto the bed and put the phone on speaker so she could 'talk' to me. She meowed a few times to me after I said hello, and then we ended the call. Five minutes later Whitney called and said she just died. I guess in some ways I was thankful. Thankful that she was able to go on her own, and without too much suffering. That's the best I could have hoped for. It was a sad loss though. She was a part of our family for a long time, and although with the arrival of Connor she mostly stayed away, she was still our baby.

But life moves on.

Speaking of moving on, time to get some stuff done to wrap up for today, as well as for the week. Last Golden Empire this Saturday, and I just about have enough people signed up to run it. Unfortunately with so many events on Friday, I can't do much pre-setup for it then. So it will be an extra early day this Saturday. Sigh. So it goes. But hey, only two more weeks until my late nights and extra weekends will cease. Then I can start ramping up for the fall semester...does it ever end??

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Trudging Along

Well here we are in April already. I guess 2017 is going to be a fast year. It's a busy week here at school, with seven concerts over five days. A total of, I believe, 34 concerts throughout the 30 days of April. Yikes. But that's typical. It's become the norm so much that it doesn't even weigh on my mind anymore. I just trudge along on autopilot, mostly. One concert here. Another there. A festival there. Another week gone by. Repeat.

It's hasn't been on autopilot at home though, as Connor was sick, then Whitney was sick, and now Minnie is nearing her final days. So I've been kept busy trying to see things in order as best I can with the limited time I'm there due to my work schedule. Minnie's actually been slowly going downhill since early January, and she stopped eating altogether in February. In recent weeks she at least licked at her soft food, and probably ingested some bits of nutrients. It's funny how cats seem to know it's their time to go, and just stop eating. Mickey was the same way.

It's gotten pretty sad in the last week, actually. She's lost so much strength that she can barely walk, and in fact she's lost all function of her front left paw. It just dangles limply as she stumbles about. But she can only move a couple of feet before needing to rest, and though it;s hard to tell, I think she's losing feeling in the left rear paw as well. She's long lost the ability to jump up to or down from things. She still purrs appreciatively when you pet her, and at least she doesn't seem to be in any pain per se. But the quality of life is certainly going down.

Every morning I wake up and check to see if she's still with us. Every evening when I get home I do the same. I admit I always kind of hope that she's passed on when I find her, hidden under the clothes in the closet or under the bed. Which I know sounds bad, but the reality is I'd much rather have her go on her own, peacefully, than for me to have to make a decision and do something to relieve her torment. But we're running out of time on that; it's already pretty sad seeing her struggle to move around with partial paralysis. I think if she hasn't passed in the next couple of days I may have to take her in. And that would be the saddest thing. I've had to do that before.

But for today, and at least tomorrow anyway, I'm still just trudging along.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Spring Break 2017

Well he we are at Spring Break 2017. Well spring break for Sac State anyway; most people have it next week or the week after. I'm at work...of course. I usually don't do a lot for spring break anyway; I'm not what you would refer to as a 'party' person, which is what the stereotypical spring breakers tend to be. But all is not bad. The campus is actually quite nice when no one is around. A bit cold today, but the foggy mist over the tips of the redwoods brings back fond memories of camping in places such as Big Basin. Really quite nice. And quiet.

I actually did get away for a little bit of the break, albeit by myself. From Sunday to Tuesday I was in San Francisco, staying near the far corner edge of Golden Gate Park near the ocean. It was nice out there, and I got to spend some time exploring Land's End on foot on Sunday and Golden Gate Park on bike on Monday. I was also close to the light rail that conveniently goes straight through Market Street all the way to the embarcadero, so I got the chance to wander around the piers and walk back up through the Union Square area. Didn't really have an agenda, just spent time wandering and watching, and enjoying some free time. On Tuesday before heading home, I drove to the marina area and biked between Golden Gate and Ghirardelli Square, then walked some more along the piers while enjoying a Nob Hill Chill and a grilled cheese and soup from Boudin. So I guess I hit all the big spots. Unfortunately Monday was my full day there, and Monday is the slowest day anywhere. No comedy clubs or cabarets or musical shows are running on Mondays. I guess I should have taken the light rail downtown Sunday evening and tried to score tickets to the 7pm Hamilton showing. Oh well, maybe next time.

But now my spring break adventure is over. I came back to work yesterday and spend the whole morning cleaning up and putting away stuff from the music festival that took place while I was gone. And the now the piano sale folks are moving in. So things move on. April will be a busy month. 35 concerts in 30 days. Typical. Guess I better get busy and start scheduling staff and mentally preparing for finishing out one more busy semester.

Oh, I guess I should post some music news; I've done a couple of arrangements for Mandarins Entertainment recently. One was already performed at a Kings game during a timeout, and the other will be used at next Monday's game. Maybe I'll go out to that one. I revisited my arrangement of Gonna Fly Now that I did for the marching band a few years ago, so it should be fun.

Now, moving on back to work.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

2017 Already??

Wow, how is it already mid-February in 2017? The days individually seem to drag on and on, but yet you turn your back and suddenly several months have gone by. Not much to report here; I'm not currently involved in any music or musical projects. Mostly I've just been going to work, raising a toddler, and washing/rinsing/repeating. Am I transitioning to something other than a musician? Is it time to sort of 'retire' from what I've been, and embrace something new? I don't know.

The local musical theatre scene has slowed a bit, most notably as Runaway Stage Productions is currently in-between homes, and doesn't have a theatre space to produce shows in. their ambitious dream is to build a theatre out of an old warehouse in West-Sac, which they are currently leasing and getting ready to at lest move all their equipment into. You can read more about it all at their website. Maybe if they get up and running again, I'll end up conducting or playing for a show again. Of course I've played in many other venues around Sacramento, but I don't really hear much from any of them anymore. It's just as well I suppose; it doesn't seem like I have much free time anymore, and I have even less inspiration. I'm in a lull I guess; music just doesn't inspire me like it used to. Sad, right? Oh well.

I am however still, at times, a consumer of musical products. This weekend in fact we're going to San Francisco and treating ourselves to a performance of the 20th Anniversary Tour of Rent. It's always been one of my favorites, just for the music. So that should be exciting, and we're staying overnight in the Union Square district to boot.

Meanwhile, I'm sitting here at work counting down the hours till lunch time. It's still a bit slow here; we're only in the fourth week of the semester. Starting next week though, we have 6 or more recitals per week, and maintain that schedule pretty much through the end of the semester. I think right before spring break, there's 'only' four concerts. The max we have in any week is twelve, and I think there's a few that have ten. So it's going to get busy here, real quick. But as for right now, I'm just at my desk and listening to random musical theatre through my iTunes. Currently selection is First Transformation from Jekyll & Hyde. Somehow that seems an appropriate analogy for my life...