My mum took me to Open Call at the McCallum Theatre this afternoon. A celebratory event! My favourite was the yo-yo king, Gerard Amento. Here's a clip from his performance last year. Hopefully youtube will come up with today's performace sometime in the next week. (The McCallum demographic isn't generally a youtube-type crowd.)
Dear Nathaniel, I am microwaving pie that Mom bought up in Oak Glen this week on her way home from the orthodontist. As I put it in the microwave, I was full of sadness that I was not in Oak Glen with her. Why did I not go? I was working. I want to see the trees turn. I want to wander slowly through autumnal gift shops. Under the water, you cannot sense the approach of the seasons. Even here it is difficult because, after all, it's California. But I can still sense it. After three seasons in Illinois and one in Scotland, it must be with me for good. Or at least for a while. Because I am all abuzz with eagerness for fall and winter, for turkeys and dried leaves and Santa. I should start cooking again this fall. Fall foods are my favorite. Baked squash dripping with melted butter and brown sugar, pumpkin soup... this year, if I have enough money, I will put together a holiday dinner for my friends. And we will drink Scandinavian mulled wine, which is the most wonderful thing I have e
Great. Now I'm going to have to get my yo-yo out again.
ReplyDeleteI went through that phase in high
school.
How many tangled strings has he had to painfully untangle, I wonder?
He's only been doing it for three years, apparently. And he's quite the charmer... I shook his yo-yo hands myself. And if he weren't eight years younger than me....
ReplyDelete8 years isn't so bad. My gradpa was 11 years older than my Meme...
ReplyDeleteBut you might want to wait until he's legal. lol.