I'm going through old LJ entries and finding previous Gems. Here's what I've found so far:
Sunday, July 1st, 2007:
Neighbor: "WHOA!" (loud enough to be clearly heard through the wall)
A few seconds later...
sound of a toilet flushing
On my Livejournal, I liked to keep a running account of hilarious/ridiculous/insane things that occurred involving the guys that live next door. Since I barely post on LJ anymore, I think it's time I move the series here, or at least share it with both Vox and LJ. This series, as you may guess from the name of my post, is entitled "Gems from My Neighbors."
Tonight's Gem...
I hear some liquid-pouring-like sound next door which I don't even notice until one of my neighbors declares at the top of his lungs:
"I'M PEEIN'!"
Thank you for clarifying.
Tonight's Gem was brought to you by Tinklin' Tom's Diuretics--remember, if you need to tee tee, come see T.T.
(Can you call it "blogging" if you mostly just keep making brief, pointless posts?)
I always find it hilarious to get a paper back from a professor and find a food stain on said paper. It's like... "Hey, my professor eats. And he/she ate while grading my paper. And got food on my paper." I'm not sure if it's an insult or a compliment, but it's funny either way.
Right after graduation and getting into USC's SMPTV program in the next 1-5 years, seeing Wicked live is pretty much the thing I hope for the most. I've been listening to the soundtrack, and I just cannot freaking wait.
It's rumored to be coming to Birmingham September 23rd through October 13th. And guess when Joie's birthday is? September 29th.
Please, Wicked! Don't let me down!!
Okay, I know that everyone's buzzing about Heath Ledger's death and it's all celebrity gossip blabla. And I feel stupid making a big deal out of it, but this one seriously hit me. Heath Ledger was probably my first real teenage-crush-on-a-celebrity, and so as silly as it sounds, I really strongly associate him with my teenage years (call me a girlie girl, I can't help it!). Aside from that, I really think he was a terrifically gifted actor, and I was--and am--looking forward to his performance in The Dark Knight, although now it will certainly be a bittersweet experience. I hate when people get so involved in the world of celebrities, but I can't help but feel as if someone I knew died. It's odd, and I feel silly about it, but there you have it.
Rest in peace, Heath! Thanks for all your great work.
As you might expect, snow is not so common in Alabama. At the merest mention of flurries, everything shuts down; school gets out, people run to the store for supplies, and Northerners make fun of us for how silly we're being. We are silly. But man. It is MASSIVELY EXCITING when we actually get a substantial (for us, anyway) amount of snow.
Everyone spent yesterday talking about the supposed snow we were going to get Saturday. I checked at 11pm last night; no snow. I checked at 3am this morning; no snow. I checked at 5:30 this morning; no snow.
My mom called me at 9:45 and, lo and behold--SNOW! Falling everywhere! It was so beautiful, and so exciting, that I threw on some clothes, grabbed my camera, and dashed outside to enjoy it for a few minutes. After taking a few pictures, I wanted to run back in and call my mom back. I grab my doorknob and...
...realize that out of what is usually a very responsible habit, I have locked my door. With my keys and my cell phone inside. And the only person in Montevallo who has a spare key is Ashton... who has moved to Kentucky.
Big oops.
Fortunately, Ashton's old roommates were very nice and let me in to call the landlady, who was also very nice and came to let me in. The snow was still falling hard and I couldn't resist taking more pictures:
After walking around for a while, I bumped into a group of fellow music majors enjoying the snow as much as, well, everyone else. More pictures as soon as I can steal some from Erin, but for now, have a little Heather, Erin, and Joie action:
Here's volume two. Again, the rules:
1. Grab your nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag 5 different people.
"Technically it could be argued that the BONGO/TOM-TOM family also qualify but they are more readily identified by their own names and in their own right. The term 'hand drums' is thus usually applied to the rarer ethnic instruments. Harmonica - This is a double-edged term, referring either to the GLASS HARMONICA (which is often simply called 'harmonica' or even armonica, the name many dictionaries insist is its true one) or confusingly to the mouth organ, whose proper description is no doubt considered too undignified by its virtuosi and devotees."
From Normal Del Mar's Anchor Companion to the Orchestra. I really wish the next sentence had been included: "But since the mouth organ has no place whatever within the orchestra (indeed its very appearance on the orchestral platform is limited to a handful of concertos), the ambiguity is not very important." Hmm. Sounds like somebody got rejected by a mouth organist in high school.
The first sentence of the page was pretty hilarious as well: "It requires, moreover, much ingenuity with regard to what the hammer should strike in order to obtain a deep-toned 'whomp' rather than the high-pitched 'crack' that any hollow platform or box would produce (even if it did not split under the asault.)"
I've seen this going around and I enjoy it! I may do one at home and one at work in the library, but for now: here's what you get from the Music Technology Lab.
1. Grab your nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag 5 different people.
"An accelerando changes the tempo bit by bit. A pitch bend involves a MIDI controller generating dozens of new values every second. While the Set To Value button is ideal for creating one-time changes in tempo, volume, or MIDI channel, it doesn't work for creating playback effects that change over time."
Thank you, Installation and Tutorials Book for Finale 2000 for Macintosh.
I tag: whoever has yet to do this.
That's fantastic.
I've made the roughly 45 minute drive to the airport twice in the past two weeks; each time NPR has given me a little symphonic present. The first time it was Beethoven's Fifth; today it's Dvořák's New World Symphony. If you've never heard it and you enjoy symphonic music, might I recommend it? It's fitting my mood perfectly today.
Mmmm Dvořák.
