Tonight I played darts for FOUR HOURS, which might not sound like a long time, but believe me, it is an incredibly long time to be throwing sharp things at a board almost nonstop. I was okay at the beginning, actually won a game or two, but then got a little worse. That's when I started drinking heavily. And wouldn't you know it, after a few drinks, I became a dart throwing machine! I couldn't miss! The last game was a five-way free-for-all which I of course dominated all the way through. I ended up winning by the slimmest of margins. It was good that it ended when it did, too, because last call at the Ginger Man had come and gone by that point, and I think the bartenders were waiting for us to leave.
So, yeah, a dart marathon is always good. Tomorrow I get to go and tell high schoolers how to play the music for their region band auditions which are this weekend. Then on Friday, I get to go and listen to lots of high school trombone players play the same three pieces over and over while I give them scores based on how well they do. That's right, I'm judging region band auditions! How did I get this job, you might ask? Well, I'm not sure. But it was handed down to me, probably through a long list of people who came before me on the list of "who would be okay to judge high school trombones and either make or ruin their careers in music for the rest of their lives." But, luckily for me, and unluckily for all the poor high schoolers who have to play for me, the job came to me, and I am getting paid to sit and listen to trombones while I circle and add numbers on a score sheet.
Actually, this should be a pretty easy job, and one for which I am quite well suited. I have, of course, heard the region band audition pieces hundreds of times by now, and know them quite well, so I will know who can play them and who can't quite quickly. But still! Responsibility!
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Okay, I've been drinking, which explains my darts prowess this evening, so I'm going to hit the hay. Or the sack. I guess "bed" would be the correct term. I'm going to bed.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
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Christ chris, you dont know what youve gotten yourself into with the region band thing. after hearing myself and countless others in those auditions, my only advice is to bring earplugs or an ipod.
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