gig night

Post 72 of 90.

We had a pretty good gig tonight. The circulations in Hope were finally in the neighborhood of how they're supposed to be executed. The dancers welcomed us into their space this time, and it felt like we were all on the same team and part of the same performance.

At this moment, I am generally happy with how I played. Some slip-ups here and there, but other things played well. The physical adjustment I made beginning on Thursday helped a great deal, although I had to make adjustments on the fly here and there as my body tried to slip back into old, more comfortable habits.

There will be much discussion within the team about this gig, so I'm going to leave it for now.

Scott's wife Ann was kind enough to take some pictures with my camera. Thanks, Ann!

I had a moment on the drive up, only about two miles from home, when a squirrel ran out in front of the car. I drove right over it and heard a thump! underneath the car. I always hate that sick feeling I've had over the years when I've hit an animal, so I was very happy and relieved when I looked in the rear view mirror and saw the squirrel scampering off into woods, still alive. That sound must have been from its tail hitting something underneath the car, and not from a full-blown automotive crushing.

The drive was long, as usual.

Don is driving back tonight, but I'm staying at Hotel Fleabag in Melrose Park. I should give them some slack since they're renovating the place. And it's relatively cheap.

Tomorrow will probably be a long day.