I'm blogging from a lab in the gorgeous Kohl Building, unveiled just last year. I've never been here before, except to the rooftop terrace, out of curiosity -- it's a jazz-studies building, boasting practice rooms, a coffee bar, and a keycoded lab, none of which I need. (I was here cleaning the printer. It's a state-of-the-art building, and I was half-expecting some space-age printer to match, but it's just a 4350.)
On my way here I delved for the first time into the warren of Con practice rooms, searching for a make-believe printer. I didn't find a printer, but the search was a little surreal: the hallways dingy, the sound transcendent. Sonatas danced through lintel cracks and met arias in the hall; fragments of concertos collided with blues riffs and skipped away, hand-in-hand. I didn't know the Con was so big. I guess I thought they all practiced in their rooms.
Anyway, I'm due back at Mudd soon to turn in the workbag. I'll have to find something new to do tomorrow -- I've done every student printer on campus already. Maybe you'll hear from me around nine. 'Til then, ciao!
Great grade! Congratulations, and BZ (see acronymfinder.com for the Navy-related entry for that). Love, Dad
ReplyDeleteYAY! Smart thing. Congratulations on the stellar grade!
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