May 11th, 2007.
Once again, Mozart's Coffee Roasters was riddled with students and their laptops, and visiting families. This time however, it carried the energy of release rather than the crush of mid-terms. The performance here was pretty much as it was in the fall, but instead of spiders and leaves landing on drums and pianos, Ji and I both swallowed bugs.
Our favorite dancer ever, can be seen here.
May 11th, 2007. The fabulous and artful Gida Luna. She even shares a name with our trooper of mileage and dreams, Luna the Jeep. Gida's parents, Giovana and John were kind enough to offer to take some photos for us. At one point Ji thought he lost these and was crushed for a day, until they reappeared within the mysterious inner-workings of the camera. How could we deal with losing the captured images of the best dancer ever?
Our immense gratitude for this part of the journey goes out to my cousin Kelly for letting us crash at her new digs in Killeen. It was good to catch up on laundry and to cook some real food. There is a lesson here though. If you laugh at stories of your cousin dropping a can of soup on her toe and breaking it in a grocery store, chances are that instant karma will get you right in the face. Chances are that in the middle of unloading the dishwasher you will suddenly lose control of a very heavy, glass Pyrex frying pan lid, and it will fall squarely on your toe. Yes. It is true, Sanborn has sustained an injury on this tour. Kelly, feel free to laugh all you want right now. The crazy part was that Ji was taking a nap, and I didn't want to alarm him or wake him up by screaming, but I couldn't supress the noise. So what ended up transpiring was Ji waking up to this sort of inhuman, closed-mouthed whooping noise, and me hobbling around in circles in the kitchen still gripping the offending Pyrex lid while tears streamed down my face. The subsequent spreading of the bruise and swelling has officially ended my running career for this leg of the journey. Oh well. "Car body" is best enjoyed when accepted as a fact. Then maybe some relaxation can set in. Okay, I think that's enough for now. By the way, Ji is really good at running to my rescue in a hurry in just a pair of boxers.
Once again, Mozart's Coffee Roasters was riddled with students and their laptops, and visiting families. This time however, it carried the energy of release rather than the crush of mid-terms. The performance here was pretty much as it was in the fall, but instead of spiders and leaves landing on drums and pianos, Ji and I both swallowed bugs.
Our favorite dancer ever, can be seen here.
May 11th, 2007. The fabulous and artful Gida Luna. She even shares a name with our trooper of mileage and dreams, Luna the Jeep. Gida's parents, Giovana and John were kind enough to offer to take some photos for us. At one point Ji thought he lost these and was crushed for a day, until they reappeared within the mysterious inner-workings of the camera. How could we deal with losing the captured images of the best dancer ever?
Our immense gratitude for this part of the journey goes out to my cousin Kelly for letting us crash at her new digs in Killeen. It was good to catch up on laundry and to cook some real food. There is a lesson here though. If you laugh at stories of your cousin dropping a can of soup on her toe and breaking it in a grocery store, chances are that instant karma will get you right in the face. Chances are that in the middle of unloading the dishwasher you will suddenly lose control of a very heavy, glass Pyrex frying pan lid, and it will fall squarely on your toe. Yes. It is true, Sanborn has sustained an injury on this tour. Kelly, feel free to laugh all you want right now. The crazy part was that Ji was taking a nap, and I didn't want to alarm him or wake him up by screaming, but I couldn't supress the noise. So what ended up transpiring was Ji waking up to this sort of inhuman, closed-mouthed whooping noise, and me hobbling around in circles in the kitchen still gripping the offending Pyrex lid while tears streamed down my face. The subsequent spreading of the bruise and swelling has officially ended my running career for this leg of the journey. Oh well. "Car body" is best enjoyed when accepted as a fact. Then maybe some relaxation can set in. Okay, I think that's enough for now. By the way, Ji is really good at running to my rescue in a hurry in just a pair of boxers.
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we are so happy you guys enjoyed the dancing of our giada luna! she had a really great time that night. oh btw- john and i were talking and we remembered you playing at mozarts a long time ago! funny huh? anyway hope you guys are doing well, thanks for giving our giadalicious her 15min!
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