the silence is broken ...

...with apologies to cuchillo

So I go outside to eat a late lunch, since it's a gorgeous sunny day and the leaves are all dressed up in their special colors. On the way out from the Morrisson Center I grab a copy of Thrive, the free weekly 'zine that the Idaho Statesman puts out. I glance through to find some decent articles then just happen to catch a glimpse of an ad with the word "Switchfoot" as I am flipping through. I go back and find the page, read "This Saturday!", and my brain cries, "Nooo! How did this happen. They come to Boise and I can't see them!! Any Saturday but this one, not this one!"
See, I have to work this Saturday because there is some Marching Band ...thing in the afternoon/evening. And after that I'm in a performance of Orff's Carmina Burana, which should be really cool, actually, and I am looking forward to it. I will be playing "in the pit" for Ballet Idaho's presentation of this masterpiece, and two choirs are involved as well. Great music and lots of fun to play... But Switchfoot, why did it have to be this weekend?
When I was in Slovakia this summer and found out that the band had been in Pocatello the week before our trip started in May, I said that if they had come to Boise that week "I would have given up my first child!" Well, I guess my violin is almost like my first child and, no I can't give him up for even Switchfoot, so, alas, I will miss their concert this weekend. Sigh.

And that's what brought me to break my blog silence today.