Look, Listen, Learn

So today was relatively interesting:

Some ridiculous old woman talked to me for like 20 minutes.. except she was mumbling so I could barely understand anything she was saying.. though of what I did hear, I think she was off her rocker.. she seemed to think she was in the early 1900's.. the few words I caught went along the lines of "criminal offense, womens rights, cancer, british politics" lots about politics, and she said "ooh yes, its true" a lot, and very frequently referred to the opinions of "Georgie". Who the fuck is Georgie? Man.. it was weird.

Today I played "who's gonna step in the puddle"- someone dropped and broke a glass bottle of something right by the kiosk.. its very interesting how some people take it in their stride and avoid it without even really acknowledging it.. and how some people dodge out of the way at the very last second.. and how most people just walk right through.. and don't even flinch or look down upon the breaking of glass under their heels or the slosh of liquid (things I could hear loud and clear)

So most of us know how hard it is for Jenn not kidnapp kids when she's at the mall.. today I saw the most extraordinary thing.. this little toddler.. her mother was asian but the kid looked white, caucasian in all ways, hair, features.. BUT.. despite her eyes not having that sort of slanted, narrow asian quality, the pupils were jet black. It was kinda freaky but really cool.. it made her look so intelligent.. so speculative and knowing.. like she had the secrets to the very universe and was going to keep them all to herself. And then they bought a present from me for grandma and she said "for grandma, for grandma!" and "buhbye!" hehe I want her.. I want one so very much.. children are so amazingly innocent.. clean little slates, but then, the little ones who've grown past baby but haven't reached talking, they gaze around with their wide little eyes and you'd swear that they do know all the secrets of the world and that they simply forget them once they gain the means to communicate them.

I saw a man carrying a guitar in a garbage bag.

I'm still listless and the space underneath my desk is still looking pretty damn good.
Do I have a sign on my forehead that says "please feel free to abuse me" that only I can't see?

TYWO on Dec 2 @ the Toronto Centre for the Arts, Eric Whitacre conducting ALL our pieces! You'll come if you're cool, looking forward to seeing all you Markham folks.