I went to this club last night (yeah – Sunday night…) called The Social. This place was fairly decent… the weather was a little cool, but it was great for meeting up with friends and such. But the kicker of the night, it’s like midnight and I’ve had about 3 beers… a little tipsy… and I’m plowing through people trying to get to the bar to close out my tab and there’s this HUGE guy in my way. Well, I’m a big guy, but this guy was huge… tall… whatever. He was facing away from me and I was just stuck. So, I had to reach up to tap him on the shoulder to try to get him to move and he turns and looks at me, and it’s friggin’ Patrick Ewing. wtf?? I didn’t get to say anything except “could I get through?” but that guy definitely cleared a path for me. What a strange night. clubbing on a Sunday evening with school the next day… running into Patrick Ewing at the bar. f***ed up s**t.
School will suck this week. I have my lesson on Wednesday at 11 and supposed to play all of the 1st Bb trumpet part for Ein Heldenleben, the Eb part in the “Battle Scene”, lyric study no. 46, Charlier no. 7 and mvt. 3 of the Halsey Stevens. Then I have wind ensemble 1-3 and at 3:30 playing mvt. 1 of the Halsey Stevens for trumpet class. how the hell am I supposed to make it through that day?! Maybe I would be better off practicing rather than sitting here and writing in my xanga?! ah well… I practiced yesterday.
All I have to say is, Lizz rocks… I didn’t mention this before, but the other day at Robbie’s she talked with me for a bit and said a lot of things that made me very happy. I’m really glad she said those things because it always seems that whenever things in my life start falling apart, the next day things are lifted back up. In this case, I didn’t expect a lot of those responses I got and wow… …I’m just happy.
Plus, Lizz and I are supposed to get together sometime to talk drill stuff… hopefully have a drum corps video night some night next week. We’re working on it. It’ll be a lot of fun. That reminds me… I need to get working on some drill stuff… It’s the “off season” still, but in a month or so, I’ll be starting some skecthes for some shows and by mid April, possibly start one or two school’s openers.
So, lets hear it for partying on a Sunday night and running into 7-foot tall retired basketball stars.