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Sunday, December 04, 2005

Soggy Sunday

I went to bed briefly last night only to be awakened by the sound of strong wind and driving rain at about 1:00AM. Normally, I'd just roll over and go back to sleep but it sounded kinda severe so I got up to see what the news was saying about it. Immediately they had a radar image up on screen showing the storm hitting my area at 1:13AM, just a few minutes away. I unplugged all my important stuff and watched the storm go by. The winds were reportedly blowing at about 70 MPH. From what I saw I could believe it! Luckily the worst part of the storm passed by in just a few minutes and I crawled back into bed.

Woke up to find I had received an email from the webmaster of a drumming site over in Switzerland. Remember the Steve Gadd clinic I attended earlier this year and took photos at? Well, turns out some of my photos ended up on this guy's site. I ran across it by accident when I visited and saw a photo of Steve that looked VERY familiar. It looked familiar because I took it! Anyway, I emailed the webmaster and explained the situation. He was very gracious and credited me for the photos which was all I was asking. Nice folks those Swiss.

I had to play the bongos for one song today in church. It probably wouldn't be a bad idea to practice with hand percussion regularly so that when I have to do it, it wouldn't be so uncomfortable. When we were warming up, I started playing and realized the humidity had allowed the heads to stretch and now the bongos were SUPER flat and way outta tune. I got it tuned properly before we had to play "for real" but I'm glad I discovered the tuning problem in time or it would have really taken away from the song.

Had a good funny moment right at the beginning of the first service when Kevin turned around to me and mouthed "eight beats". I had that deer-in-the-headlights look for a moment until I realized that he was reminding me that I was supposed to do count off 8 beats at the beginning. Sheesh... getting old. Everything turned out okay though as it always does.

Rain, rain and more rain. That was the order of the day. I snuck in a nap since I didn't get as much rest because of the early morning storms. Showed up for our church's holiday dinner along with a whole bunch of others. Dana had asked me to bring along my camera which I happily obliged. From what I've had a chance to look at, I was able to get several good shots. Should make everyone happy. Now I'm stuffed. Time for bed again.

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