Priorities

"I'm an armiger and I'm ok!" (Very loudly and with feeling!) "I don't have to sit in meetings all day...."
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Or care where they're held.
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Or when they're held.
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Or who's exercising what royal prerogative.
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Or how many people are likely to show up. Those who show up will show up and deal, presumably. I don't know how, but meetings go on with or without people all the time. It is the way of things. (Scroll.)

Or what the difference between a Crown and Kingdom event has to be.
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Or what they're talking about in those meetings anyway.  (Ooh, look, Supreme Court confirmation hearing video!)

Seriously, it's a good thing I read my list mail on the web. Otherwise the best message of the day would've gotten lost under all that fooforaw. There's nothing like getting a photo of a complete stranger looking stylish and correct in his very first SCA clothing appended to a thank-you note for one's work. It is a happy-making thing.

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Taiko went better than expected last night. I glared at the Big White Eye, brandished my bachi and stepped up in the first pairing to work on solos and snarled (to Shannon-sensei's glee) "You.Will.Not.Intimidate.Me." All The Way To Eleven Clint did his. Then I faked my way shamelessly through mine. I don't know WHY my brain goes "Oh crap, what was I gonna play?" despite all my preparation, but - Oh, wait, yes I do. Damned stage fright.....

The new piece (as yet unnamed) has a swingy, syncopated beat and I found it easier not to count or recite the kuchishowa and just absorb the line we worked on musically. Made me feel a LOT better about my struggles with the o-daiko work on "Jisshin," because I was in cruise mode while everyone else was still trying to figure it out. Then again, it was only one line.
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Dear Myspace Guys One Through Four:

Is it bizarre coincidence that four of you messaged me in the past day and a half on a site I haven't logged into in a year and a half because it is lame and dumb?  Did you happen to notice the bare bones, information-free state of my profile while you were spouting nonsense about how beautiful I am (picture is pretty blurry, boys, really!) and how you can't wait to hear from me? Oh, and BTW, if you want to make a positive impression on me, using punctuation, spell check and a decent approximation of Standard American English would be nice.

Remember, gentlemen, the sexiest part of a man is between his ears.

Sincerely, etc.....