The Atlanta Symphony

is, apparently, full of drunk potheads. Or so the one bass player I met tonight makes it seem. Regardless, they're fucking awesome. Thanks to Delta, I scored two cheap tickets to tonight's show (Wagner: Prelude to Parsifal, Ligeti: Lontano, Rachmaninov: Rhapsody on a theme of Paganini, Prokofiev: Romeo and Juliet) plus free drinks at the meet-the-orchestra mingle thing afterward, so Kathy and I had a hot date. The Prokofiev was great, and emotional, but the show stopper was the Rachmaninov. Students can also get cheap tickets, but only day-of, and only if the show hasn't sold out. I lamented about this to said bass player, who passed off his card and said to call if there's ever a show I really want to see. He was, frankly, a little on the creepy, obviously only 'mingling' with attractive women, side, but hey, potential free tickets to the symphony!

Home

In other news, home was nice, but I think I'm officially (finally) making that transition to where this home (Atlanta) is Home and WV is 'home.' I know this is inevitable, and even healthy, but sad nonetheless. For all those years living in dorms and sleeping on small lofted beds, going back to WV meant sleeping in a more comfortable bed, eating better food, and generally being on vacation. The company is still nice, and the food will always be better, but in general the house just isn't as comfortable as it used to be, and doesn't really feel like a vacation anymore. It was, of course, really nice to see the parents, but it was also really nice to get back here and sink in to my nice big bed and watch tv. Back in WV I still sleep remarkably well, but my childhood bed is small and sort of rickety and the house just isn't mine anymore. I know, I know, I'm fixated on beds and sleep, but for me that's a) pretty damn important and b) sort of emblematic of everything else.

Slings and Arrows

Lastly, I've been netflixing this Canadian show, called Slings and Arrows, about a fictional small town Shakespearean theatre troupe, and it's really great. Even features Rachel McAdams in a smallish role. That's all; just a random plug.

I've also been reading and acquiring all sorts of excellent books, but I feel like chronologically any book post has to start with my long-promised HP re-cap (though I imagine few if any of you care) and that will take more time and effort than I have tonight. So, postponed again...