how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
Items that you do not care about.
You are actively disinterested in what four classes I took at my bell directors' conference, no doubt, but no doubt that I will still tell you: "Music for Levels I, II and III," "Beginning Directors’ Issues," "Beginning Conducting" (which replaced Advanced Conducting, I guess), and some course not listed in Friday's entry that was about thumb plucks and malletting and bell trees and other non-traditional ways of ringing bells. There was no course on composing1 and arranging, sadly.
Decision time: For Advent and Christmas, I should really arrange some Christmas tunes (with cool, non-traditional arrangements) rather than write new pieces from scratch, no? I have this idea for the melding of "Silent Night" and "It Came Upon a Midnight Clear" that may be trés cool, but probably won't be.
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It has been over 40 hours since I saw Punch-Drunk Love, and I still have very little idea what I think of it critically. I've toyed with putting it number three on my top ten list. I've considered sticking it with a B-. It all depends on the attitude the film takes regarding the Sandler/Watson romance, and I still can't figure if Anderson wants us to view the relationship earnestly and mostly positively or, in the words of Quiz Kid Stanley Spector, as "This is something that happens." I prefer the latter, but I suspect the former; regardless, I may withhold my grade pending a second viewing.
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Question: Should I put my reviewlets on different individual pages, or do you like them the way they are in my top ten list?
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Quiz tomorrow: 5:00P. Topics, please.
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Ballot choices for "CWMWWAW":
1) quiz
2) tomorrow
3) 5:00P
4) topics
5) please
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1 Speaking of which: If anyone wants a copy of any of my compositions, let me know and I'll send it to you as a PDF unless you are Von or Pablo in which case I will unlock the church for you and you can grab your bell choir folder.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.