October 29, 2007
Seeing as how I just carved the first Halloween pumpkin, I guess I’d better
get the October newsletter online before it’s November!
It’s a beauty, the pumpkin. Modeled after that monster in “Where the
Wild Things Are.” No, not the cheesy goat looking one. The COOL one.
You know, the one with the scaly legs and the eye wrinkles and the Jerry
Garcia hair. And all those cool little sharp teeth. That one.
I finally sold my euphonium, and a new one should be on the way unless
things fall through again. I found a really nice slightly used Yamaha 642.
Never spent that much money on anything that didn’t have at least a V6.
Can’t wait to get my hands on it.
Apologies are due to the untold multitudes who read up on my site
regularly. I haven’t been around the place for so long I had to spend an
hour sweeping out the dust before I could get to work. I blame this
mostly on the ill-advised relationship I am currently pursuing with a
master's degree. Yes, folks, I have once again dived headfirst into the frigid
waters of academia. It cuts seriously into my hunting, music, jogging, and
wife time. I haven’t had a proper stick-throwing session with poor Rocky
in so long I’m worried he might forget what to do with ‘em. But it will all
be worth it when I finish up, around a year and a half from now, and can
legally start making my students call me “Master Wilson.” You just have to
stay focused on the goal.
Speaking of the little critters, a kindergartener on the way into my music
class this morning hugged my knees and said, “I love you, Mr. …What is
your name again?”
I love my job.
Until next time—
Tom