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February 26, 2007.
Today, Luke and I rehearsed our class script (’cause we are teaching music together). As we said our lines, we walked/paced around in a circle. (it was better than standing still) As we were walking, I twirled a few times. Then I thought how long it’s been since I spun around rapidly (you know, enough to make one dizzy), then I thought of those whirling dervishes so I kept on spinning. After a few minutes of that (while Luke was saying his line), it came to my line so I had to stop to look at the script. Boy, I went to the floor after I stopped. After my brain came to a standstill, I got up and read my line. Soon after we finished, my stomach felt a little queezy. Funny ’cause I could do that forever in the past and have a normal feeling stomach afterwards.
Well, an hour two later, it finally felt fine.
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February 10, 2007.
Since people often repair bicycle tires with duct-tape (or as I like to call, “duck tape”), why not make the whole thing with duct tape. I fact, why not make everything with duct tape? That way, nothing can be damaged ’cause it’s already repaired!
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February 5, 2007.
We went to the beach this morning for our traditional monday and friday yoga-and-tai-chi-at-the-beach-and-afterwards-dive-in-the-water-and-top-it-off-with-a-hot-cocoa-after reutine. It was neither cold nor warm. (It coulda been warm if the sun was out) Anyway, as we were walking along the beach, I spied a smashing, pristine pair of leather gloves. Just like the ones I use in woodworking. There was a bit o’ sand inside ‘em so I assumed whoever dropped them wasn’t gonna be coming back for ‘em for a while.
So, when we got back home, I washed them out and set them in the greenhouse to dry.
Now, in the picture, the gloves look a little funky but keep in mind, I took that after I washed ‘em and wet leather always looks a little stinky.
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February 5, 2007.
Well, there’s a reason why I haven’t been writing much recently, it’s because I’ve been doing the same thing every day for quite a while. Specifically, practicing mortise and tenon for the next shamisen. You see, fancy-shmancy shamisens have necks that can be split into three pieces. They are connected together with mortise/tenon joinery, and that’s what I’ve been practicing. Possibly after another test piece or two, I should be practiced enough to be ready to make the three piece neck.
