Renaissance Girl

I am so very happy that the sun is arriving in blazes of glory, finally! On Saturday, after a corporate elf gig* at the waterfront, I biked along the Burke-Gilman trail to the Fremont Powerhouse for a solstice parade meeting. It was such a beautiful ride, the perfect temperature, gorgeous views and trees and my bike wasn't acting up this time** (and oh, okay, no hills; I am lazy about hills). The meeting was brief and Allie was there (because she is also in the parade) and so we walked all the way back together and got to hang out in the sunshine, YAY. It was a beautiful afternoon in many many ways.

[* It was for an HR conference. We sang a song and then showed off the photo booth and sang another song. I consistently find corporate elf gigs both awkward and inutterably hilarious, probably because of the incongrous awkwardness.]

[**Still no name for the bicycle, which I have just been calling That Great Beastie most of the time, or That Bastard when its gears break. "Beastie" is not terrible, although I am leaning toward "Heloise" because a) it's sorta fancy like my bike keeps trying to be, but b) it has "hell" in it, which is entirely appropriate.]


MUSIC. Oh gosh guys I love playing it and every time I try I feel like such an idiot for not learning any instruments earlier. I am like an infant at music. But I am okay at futzing with the pennywhistle and I have a lovely little drum that I am actually not bad at, and Sunday's rehearsal was part talking about segues between plays and part jam session and it was SO FUN. Julia had her fiddle, Gabe had a guitar and Ahren brought a banjo (which means he is instantly five times more awesome) and Julia pulled out 1900's sheet music and we dorked around and played things like the Swallowtail Jig and Meet Me in St Louis. (My African drum is so not a bohdran but can surprisingly sound similar enough to work!) SO FUN. I'm so excited about the music / dance / vocal fun stuff possibilities of this ensemble. Tonight we have an offsite rehearsal in Queen Anne--not that it matters, since we aren't rehearsing where we're performing usually anyway, to start on Raven and Crow. Good theater, good theater people, I love them both.


Also, DOCTOR WHO I LOVE YOU. This last episode was just, frankly, adorable, and I loved it and do not care if you did not. So there! (This is me, the entire time, going :D for forty five minutes except when I was going No, don't go up the stairs you idiot, or laughing.)
I am terribly excited about the finale but also very leery because so much shit going down invariably ups the potential for stupidity, but--I am trusting Mr. Moffat. (I also don't like River Song, but, hey. Maybe I will like her more in this one. Optimism, it is good.)

Right. Time to bike home, scrounge some food, and go be a Raven!