Bigrock, Candy and Mountain

Oh hey, today was very nice and had weather to match.

This morning I was not sure I would be able to get up at 8, so I ended up making a sort of amplifier out of soda cans for my alarm clock/ phone. It worked, which was good.

I went to church to do catholic things and play music with my group. Everything worked out well. After church, my group found out that it was our Kenyan's last day playing with us, because she is going to take summer courses in New York. There was lots of hugging and she gave some of us little African evil eye charms, which was very nice. I got a tiny little figure that I would not like to come across by accident during a thunderstorm.

I went home and decided that I was churched out enough for one day, and so I did not join the Corpus Christi procession around central square. I did eat some leftovers and strummed the ukulele.

I don't mean to complain too much about my current mandolin, but it really is starting to hurt when I play. I have been playing different mandolins around Keene, but I have not seen anything that matches up to what I have heard/seen about the Giannini GBSM1. I would have to order the thing online, which is never the best of ideas but I have found a reputable dealer who will set it up properly before shipping.

Around 1, I got a call from Surry United telling me to play ball. I collected my brother, and we made our way to KSC to find only Nate Hardy and Patrick White present. As there were only four of us, we just kicked the ball around informally for a while. More people are needed if any real fun is to be had.

When I got home, I found that I would have to cook dinner. I just ended up just chopping up some leftover pork chops and frying them with vegetables, ramen noodles, soy sauce and honey.. It was better than it sounds.

Here I am again. I have nothing to do for the next few hours apart from sleep and read, which I probably will. Stick around to find out how that goes..

Oh, by the way, I gave up on Three Men in a Boat, at least until a later time and I have moved to Three Men on the Bummel.. I don't know what a bummel is, but the book is also by Jerome K. Jerome and it is about a bike trip through the last days of the Kaiser's Germany. It is interesting for me to read about this time period, because I have always been taught by my history teachers and family that Germany was a bad place, and that Germans were never to be trusted. What I mean by this is that people often forget that Germany was just another country before it became the personification of evil.

Also, did you know that the guy who wrote so many songs that are now considered Irish Trad. Was a Newhampshirite? Tommy Makem moved to Dover in 1955 and played at Governor Lynch's inauguration. Wow, maybe by moving to New Hampshire in 2005, I can be an awesome songwriter too.

Well, c ya.