Saturday 10/28/2023
I omitted to mention yesterday, that there was a private event on the 11th floor, and after the AV committee meeting, I went up there to set it up. I didn’t stay for that party, but had dinner alone, as I mentioned. This morning I went up at 8am to tidy away the equipment from that party. I noticed that the electrical cords on the lecternette were a tangled mess. Also I remembered that at the meeting, we had agreed that the key to the backstage equipment rack should be put in a different place. So I took care of those two things.
First I walked up to our hardware store, to look for velcro cable tie thingies. They had them in a nice roll. Plus I bought key tags and a stick-on hook. Back at CH I tidied up the cables on the lecternette and put it away. Then I went to the auditorium and put the roll of cable ties in a supply cabinet where we can use them for other things.
The equipment rack for all the AV equipment got a new door in the recent upgrade, and the pair of keys for the door were just dangling in the lock. I put a tag on each key and I stuck the hook on the side of the rack and hung one key there. I gave the other key to the front desk person to be stored with other keys they manage.
I had a long session with the guitar. So frustrating. For the couple of songs where I can trust my fingers to hit the right chords reliably, and I can get into a groove and sing freely, I can sound pretty good. One song, Jambalaya, the only two-chord song, C and G7, in my list, that one I can do without looking at the music or the lyric sheet and sound pretty good. Acceptable, anyway. I live in fear of being a William Hung. His audition for American Idol was gosh-awful, but he seemed blissfully unaware of how bad he was, and the producers let him audition in multiple rounds just capitalizing on the cruel humor of it.
Had a very pleasant dinner out with Edie, talking about among other things, trusts and bequests and the end of life series. As old folks do.
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