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Printers Row Lit Fest
Jun. 7th, 2009 08:51 pmRather than type the whole thing all over again, I refer those interest in reading about my Lit Fest adventures to my post here.
Printers Row Lit Fest
Jun. 7th, 2009 08:51 pmRather than type the whole thing all over again, I refer those interest in reading about my Lit Fest adventures to my post here.
I did not go to Blues Fest tonight
Jun. 7th, 2008 09:34 pmI had considered doing so, because Buckwheat Zydeco were playing tonight. However, it seems that I am not as young as I used to be, and so I was way to tired. To find out why, read on.
Having dropped the car off to be serviced this morning, I hopped a bus to the Printers Row Book Fair (stopping briefly at a Panera Breads to have a cheese pastry for strength). Much time was spent browsing the many booksellers' booths, and, to what I am sure is no one's surprise, I bought a few books. Not a lot, but big and heavy. And it was hot today! Ghirardelli was handing out chocolate samples, which melted almost at once. However, I threw them in the freezer when I got home, and will nosh later. I stopped by the Poetry Tent to hear Achy Obejas, and caught the beginning of a reading by Nancy Horan (author of Loving Frank).
After a few hours there, I picked up the car and went home, where I immediately jumped into a cold shower. I was sticky! Then I hopped another bus and went to Rockefeller Chapel, where there was a concert to celebrate the restoration of both the organ and the carillon. The place holds (according to Wikipedia) 1700 people, but, believe me, there were a lot more crammed in. All the pews were filled, there were chairs set up in the side aisles, and people sitting on the floor and standing around. I've never seen the place that packed! The concert was great - the instruments are awesome - they'd commissioned a couple of new works for the organ (by William Bolcom, one of my favorite contemporary composers, and by Marta Ptaszynska, with whom I was not previously familiar). I ran into someone I worked with years ago; she is now enjoying retirement and living in the neighborhood. Also saw, and chatted with, Jim and Kevin.
The organ part of the concert was inside, and then we were all supposed to troop outside for the carillon portion, followed by "light refreshments on the lawn". However, it started pouring rain during the first half, and though by the time we were to hear the carillon it had eased up quite a bit, many stayed inside for that part, and the "refreshments on the lawn" turned into "punch bowls under the porte-cochère". Some were undaunted:
I decided to walk home via the produce and liquor stores (exercise being always a good thing).
For no reason other than I think it's adorable, here's a picture of Marissa catching a mouse:
Having dropped the car off to be serviced this morning, I hopped a bus to the Printers Row Book Fair (stopping briefly at a Panera Breads to have a cheese pastry for strength). Much time was spent browsing the many booksellers' booths, and, to what I am sure is no one's surprise, I bought a few books. Not a lot, but big and heavy. And it was hot today! Ghirardelli was handing out chocolate samples, which melted almost at once. However, I threw them in the freezer when I got home, and will nosh later. I stopped by the Poetry Tent to hear Achy Obejas, and caught the beginning of a reading by Nancy Horan (author of Loving Frank).
After a few hours there, I picked up the car and went home, where I immediately jumped into a cold shower. I was sticky! Then I hopped another bus and went to Rockefeller Chapel, where there was a concert to celebrate the restoration of both the organ and the carillon. The place holds (according to Wikipedia) 1700 people, but, believe me, there were a lot more crammed in. All the pews were filled, there were chairs set up in the side aisles, and people sitting on the floor and standing around. I've never seen the place that packed! The concert was great - the instruments are awesome - they'd commissioned a couple of new works for the organ (by William Bolcom, one of my favorite contemporary composers, and by Marta Ptaszynska, with whom I was not previously familiar). I ran into someone I worked with years ago; she is now enjoying retirement and living in the neighborhood. Also saw, and chatted with, Jim and Kevin.
The organ part of the concert was inside, and then we were all supposed to troop outside for the carillon portion, followed by "light refreshments on the lawn". However, it started pouring rain during the first half, and though by the time we were to hear the carillon it had eased up quite a bit, many stayed inside for that part, and the "refreshments on the lawn" turned into "punch bowls under the porte-cochère". Some were undaunted:
I decided to walk home via the produce and liquor stores (exercise being always a good thing).
For no reason other than I think it's adorable, here's a picture of Marissa catching a mouse:
I did not go to Blues Fest tonight
Jun. 7th, 2008 09:34 pmI had considered doing so, because Buckwheat Zydeco were playing tonight. However, it seems that I am not as young as I used to be, and so I was way to tired. To find out why, read on.
Having dropped the car off to be serviced this morning, I hopped a bus to the Printers Row Book Fair (stopping briefly at a Panera Breads to have a cheese pastry for strength). Much time was spent browsing the many booksellers' booths, and, to what I am sure is no one's surprise, I bought a few books. Not a lot, but big and heavy. And it was hot today! Ghirardelli was handing out chocolate samples, which melted almost at once. However, I threw them in the freezer when I got home, and will nosh later. I stopped by the Poetry Tent to hear Achy Obejas, and caught the beginning of a reading by Nancy Horan (author of Loving Frank).
After a few hours there, I picked up the car and went home, where I immediately jumped into a cold shower. I was sticky! Then I hopped another bus and went to Rockefeller Chapel, where there was a concert to celebrate the restoration of both the organ and the carillon. The place holds (according to Wikipedia) 1700 people, but, believe me, there were a lot more crammed in. All the pews were filled, there were chairs set up in the side aisles, and people sitting on the floor and standing around. I've never seen the place that packed! The concert was great - the instruments are awesome - they'd commissioned a couple of new works for the organ (by William Bolcom, one of my favorite contemporary composers, and by Marta Ptaszynska, with whom I was not previously familiar). I ran into someone I worked with years ago; she is now enjoying retirement and living in the neighborhood. Also saw, and chatted with, Jim and Kevin.
The organ part of the concert was inside, and then we were all supposed to troop outside for the carillon portion, followed by "light refreshments on the lawn". However, it started pouring rain during the first half, and though by the time we were to hear the carillon it had eased up quite a bit, many stayed inside for that part, and the "refreshments on the lawn" turned into "punch bowls under the porte-cochère". Some were undaunted:
I decided to walk home via the produce and liquor stores (exercise being always a good thing).
For no reason other than I think it's adorable, here's a picture of Marissa catching a mouse:
Having dropped the car off to be serviced this morning, I hopped a bus to the Printers Row Book Fair (stopping briefly at a Panera Breads to have a cheese pastry for strength). Much time was spent browsing the many booksellers' booths, and, to what I am sure is no one's surprise, I bought a few books. Not a lot, but big and heavy. And it was hot today! Ghirardelli was handing out chocolate samples, which melted almost at once. However, I threw them in the freezer when I got home, and will nosh later. I stopped by the Poetry Tent to hear Achy Obejas, and caught the beginning of a reading by Nancy Horan (author of Loving Frank).
After a few hours there, I picked up the car and went home, where I immediately jumped into a cold shower. I was sticky! Then I hopped another bus and went to Rockefeller Chapel, where there was a concert to celebrate the restoration of both the organ and the carillon. The place holds (according to Wikipedia) 1700 people, but, believe me, there were a lot more crammed in. All the pews were filled, there were chairs set up in the side aisles, and people sitting on the floor and standing around. I've never seen the place that packed! The concert was great - the instruments are awesome - they'd commissioned a couple of new works for the organ (by William Bolcom, one of my favorite contemporary composers, and by Marta Ptaszynska, with whom I was not previously familiar). I ran into someone I worked with years ago; she is now enjoying retirement and living in the neighborhood. Also saw, and chatted with, Jim and Kevin.
The organ part of the concert was inside, and then we were all supposed to troop outside for the carillon portion, followed by "light refreshments on the lawn". However, it started pouring rain during the first half, and though by the time we were to hear the carillon it had eased up quite a bit, many stayed inside for that part, and the "refreshments on the lawn" turned into "punch bowls under the porte-cochère". Some were undaunted:
I decided to walk home via the produce and liquor stores (exercise being always a good thing).
For no reason other than I think it's adorable, here's a picture of Marissa catching a mouse:
