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Good things come to those who do stuff. Staying home almost never pays off.
I went to the faculty dinner, and I have no regrets, and many happy feelings. The food was excellent, with gumbo (just spicy enough to open your pores), jambalaya, little crawfish pies, and more normal stuff, like salad, french bread, chicken nuggets (kids present), and oh so many desserts. The conversation was interesting. Oh, and did I mention there was a play-in? Free-style improvisation, heavy on the jazz/country tunes. It is addictive once you get the hang of it. You pick a tune, start with the melody, and then off you go. I was attracted into the living room when they were playing a hymn. They just handed me a violin and said to play. It is so scary at first, but when you start and watch for a while it gets easier. I got a few solos. And you can hand the violin right off to someone else. I thought I heard "How Great Thou Art" once, and said so, but it turned out to be a jazz tune. Then they actually played it, I helped. This is a tradition created to pay for the dinner. A great night, other people left before I did, and I didn't want to leave.
And the title? This is more proof of a life, one I can be happy in. Maybe I need to move to Louisiana.
I went to the faculty dinner, and I have no regrets, and many happy feelings. The food was excellent, with gumbo (just spicy enough to open your pores), jambalaya, little crawfish pies, and more normal stuff, like salad, french bread, chicken nuggets (kids present), and oh so many desserts. The conversation was interesting. Oh, and did I mention there was a play-in? Free-style improvisation, heavy on the jazz/country tunes. It is addictive once you get the hang of it. You pick a tune, start with the melody, and then off you go. I was attracted into the living room when they were playing a hymn. They just handed me a violin and said to play. It is so scary at first, but when you start and watch for a while it gets easier. I got a few solos. And you can hand the violin right off to someone else. I thought I heard "How Great Thou Art" once, and said so, but it turned out to be a jazz tune. Then they actually played it, I helped. This is a tradition created to pay for the dinner. A great night, other people left before I did, and I didn't want to leave.
And the title? This is more proof of a life, one I can be happy in. Maybe I need to move to Louisiana.
