Cloister Commentary, Day 273: Watermelon Sky

Question for my friends who are wild about music: Name an artist or act that it took you considerable time to open up to and appreciate. I’ll go first: Belle and Sebastian!

Highlights of the day…

Taking an early morning walk under a watermelon sunrise and talking, just talking.

Putting holiday cards in the mail, then checking the “Informed Delivery” app and seeing cards from two of the addressees were on their way to our mailbox.

Enjoying, vicariously, Nicole’s Zoom happy hour / TGIF with her friends and colleagues.

Wearing out our kitten by making him run up and down the stairs after his current favorite gross toy (an aluminum foil ball).

Seeing Kevin The Durantula back on the court again, hitting dagger jumpers, slicing through the lane, and disrupting the opponent’s offense. Hello Brooklyn!!!

Drinking a cold Tecate with lime and salt backed by a small pour of tequila.

Sleeping straight through the night….

Streaming for Strivers:

Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose…

Cloister Commentary, Day 217: Successes and Failures

Successes: I had a great conversation with my financial advisor Alex LaBrunerie. Honestly, I look forward to the chat more than the nitty-gritty dollars-and-dimes analysis. I also confirmed that Mr. Ferd LaBrunerie, his father, is a frequent reader of this series. That made my day! Also, Nicole and I were both greatly cheered by our Zoom happy hour visit with Kenny and Gwen Wright–yes, Kenny, we need to get on the blower so we can talk music and stuff–and by the new Borat movie, which we feared we might be disappointed by. I fell asleep (should have stuck to a single martini), but I did get to witness the bloodiest debutante ball in history.

Failure: I tried to give blood but could not. I had to get stuck twice for my blood to pass hemoglobal (?) muster, then the big stick was too close to a valve, so I was only able to fill 67% of a bag, which can’t be used. I will never catch George Frissell (272 pints donated) at this rate. But the health professional who stuck me was a former Kewpie who lauded my old colleague Jana Wilson for believing in her when no one else would, so I passed that along. Sometimes, we teachers never know if we’re helpin’ or hurtin’.

Streaming for Strivers:

I’m late because I was road-tripping this morning, but this artist made the trip feel quick.