The birthday concert was awesome despite sound mixing by someone possessed of little clue. It was also in an awesome venue, the restored Fox Oakland movie palace (decor influenced by Hindu temples and Moorish palaces, with bits of art deco and other stuff; has to be seen to be believed).

Not much more rain since the big storm, but some windy days caused a lot of tree breakage. A sixteen-foot branch fell on the phone line, but did not damage the line, so The Phone Company said it wasn't their problem. I got up on a ladder with a saw and a broom handle (and goggles) and removed it successfully, despite being dubious about the prospect. Housemate Christine assisted and kept the ladder from falling over.

Housemate Linda is indeed commuting to work again. Also to various event committee meetings. Both of us worked as election officials in a local election, though in different precincts.

Studio sorting is getting to the visible stage at last. I've been making some minor jewelry items as I sort the bead section.

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Since *keight's comment has reminded me that my previous journal's title is not just a line from Edgar Allan Poe's poem Ulalume [link] but also the title of various books and stories, including one [link] by a favorite author of mine, Roger Zelazny, I decided to title this one the same as one of my favorite Zelazny stories [link] - which is a line from an A. E. Housman poem [link] (and which quotes from it). Ulalume is intended to be gloomy, but I tend to spoil the effect by singing it to the tune of Acres of Clams [link]) (I also sing Poe's poem The Raven to the tune of Men of Harlech [link] though most people I know prefer to sing it to Dvorkak's Humoresque No. 7 in G flat major [link]) ). [Those last two links will need to have a close parenthesis added, to get to the actual page; deviantART doesn't know how to make a proper link to a URL that ends in a parenthesis.]

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