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yamamanamaI thought I’d live my life without having to deal with this session of busing. The opera scones (I’ll explain this in due time) thing came up unexpectedly. I had to pay to get back on the train at Government Center (for reasons having to do with traffic patterns, the Kendall-bound buses weren’t stopping at Park and the Broadway-bound buses weren’t stopping at Downtown Crossing) but they let us walk through at Broadway. It was unusually cold for mid-November.
An androgynous-looking person with a masculine voice had amplified moss green hair and shining earrings with hanging chains, a necklace with three rings. Sophie has black hair and big eyes and a mustard-yellow scarf.
Trina plays the harp and has bright green and pale thistle hair with subtle hints of blue and a septum piercing, Alicia plays drums and has her hair in braids and three ring earrings and a leaf-shaped stud. Gabe is a visual artist.
A woman getting on the Green Line as i was getting off had pink hair.
I got a pita wrap with chopped kale, spring mix, roasted broccoli, corn, scallion, peanuts, lime juice, tofu, and Thai cashew dressing. The place had walls of pale green bedight with cobwebs and black spiders ranging from cat paw sized to st. bernard sized. Jack Skellington would be proud.
Unlike last time, we got mostly familiar stuff.
We all know The Magic Flute, well, Brian doesn’t. I think Gabriella mentioned introducing him to it via a Kenneth Branagh movie set in World War I, and I thought of Richard III in an alternate universe fascist Britain and Romeo and Juliet in the 90s where all the guns are named for edged weapons so they don't have to change any dialogue. In their case, Tamino and the Queen of the Night’s ladies in waiting are all dressed like farmers, and the serpentine monster Tamino was grappling with was a garden hose. The scene in Die Fledermaus involves Gabriel von Eisenstein flirting with a mysterious masked woman at a ball, who claims to be a Hungarian countess, turns out to be his wife, who is like “aha! So you are cheating on me!” In the scene from Dialogue of the Carmelites, a man tries to convince his sister, a nun in the Carmelite order to flee Paris during the Revolution. Spoiler alert, she doesn't. And it doesn't end well. In the King and I, Tuptim, a slave, and Lun Tha, a scholar, sing about how they must love each other in secrets, In Carmen, the smugglers wear leather jackets and they used playing cards in lieu of tarot cards.
Brian now wants to write Opera Scones, an opera about a prince who hallucinates a scone that he falls in love with and some cupcakes and I said that it should end with the revelation that they are all characters in an opera. See, in what I assume is his hunger because he forgot to eat, he misread the word scenes and thought it would be awesome if there were scones there.
He's not quite acclimated to Boston even though we went to the same high school. He's been in LA for the last nine years, see, and now he's back, teaching music technology.
My impression of LA is that it’s like Boston if Berlin was part of the city proper. There’s public transit and then you have to drive 20 minutes afterward to get anywhere.
Elon Musk wants to build a thing where you drive your car onto an underground sled. it’s like the hyperloop, because all these people will never understand that the most efficient way to move people around is a high capacity train. Or maybe a bus if it’s like 4 AM and nobody’s on the road.
When we were 20 years younger, in high school, Gabriella took him to see an opera called Resurrection and broke the heel of her shoe and the ground was icy.
burning question: So, recently, they fed an AI all the Beatles songs and had it compose a song. What would happen if they instead fed the AI an ecletic mix of radically different songs, say, the soundtracks to the Final Fantasy XIII games?
An androgynous-looking person with a masculine voice had amplified moss green hair and shining earrings with hanging chains, a necklace with three rings. Sophie has black hair and big eyes and a mustard-yellow scarf.
Trina plays the harp and has bright green and pale thistle hair with subtle hints of blue and a septum piercing, Alicia plays drums and has her hair in braids and three ring earrings and a leaf-shaped stud. Gabe is a visual artist.
A woman getting on the Green Line as i was getting off had pink hair.
I got a pita wrap with chopped kale, spring mix, roasted broccoli, corn, scallion, peanuts, lime juice, tofu, and Thai cashew dressing. The place had walls of pale green bedight with cobwebs and black spiders ranging from cat paw sized to st. bernard sized. Jack Skellington would be proud.
Unlike last time, we got mostly familiar stuff.
We all know The Magic Flute, well, Brian doesn’t. I think Gabriella mentioned introducing him to it via a Kenneth Branagh movie set in World War I, and I thought of Richard III in an alternate universe fascist Britain and Romeo and Juliet in the 90s where all the guns are named for edged weapons so they don't have to change any dialogue. In their case, Tamino and the Queen of the Night’s ladies in waiting are all dressed like farmers, and the serpentine monster Tamino was grappling with was a garden hose. The scene in Die Fledermaus involves Gabriel von Eisenstein flirting with a mysterious masked woman at a ball, who claims to be a Hungarian countess, turns out to be his wife, who is like “aha! So you are cheating on me!” In the scene from Dialogue of the Carmelites, a man tries to convince his sister, a nun in the Carmelite order to flee Paris during the Revolution. Spoiler alert, she doesn't. And it doesn't end well. In the King and I, Tuptim, a slave, and Lun Tha, a scholar, sing about how they must love each other in secrets, In Carmen, the smugglers wear leather jackets and they used playing cards in lieu of tarot cards.
Brian now wants to write Opera Scones, an opera about a prince who hallucinates a scone that he falls in love with and some cupcakes and I said that it should end with the revelation that they are all characters in an opera. See, in what I assume is his hunger because he forgot to eat, he misread the word scenes and thought it would be awesome if there were scones there.
He's not quite acclimated to Boston even though we went to the same high school. He's been in LA for the last nine years, see, and now he's back, teaching music technology.
My impression of LA is that it’s like Boston if Berlin was part of the city proper. There’s public transit and then you have to drive 20 minutes afterward to get anywhere.
Elon Musk wants to build a thing where you drive your car onto an underground sled. it’s like the hyperloop, because all these people will never understand that the most efficient way to move people around is a high capacity train. Or maybe a bus if it’s like 4 AM and nobody’s on the road.
When we were 20 years younger, in high school, Gabriella took him to see an opera called Resurrection and broke the heel of her shoe and the ground was icy.
burning question: So, recently, they fed an AI all the Beatles songs and had it compose a song. What would happen if they instead fed the AI an ecletic mix of radically different songs, say, the soundtracks to the Final Fantasy XIII games?
