Back from camp.

Last week, Esme and I trundled off to Adult Band Camp at Interlochen. As usual, it was a heck of a lot of fun. Very hot at the beginning of the week, and I was way down in the hotel at the other end of campus -- walked a few miles a day, much of it with Esme in tow. There were more sax players than ever, so they put together two quartets. And then the bass clarinet player didn't show, so the other barisax player swapped over to that, which meant that there were two quartets and only one barisax. So I got to learn the bass line for *two* sax quartets in four days. yeah, my hand still hurts a little -- mostly when I'm typing, so I'm going to be quiet for a while. The octave key is bent again (it actually broke a few years ago, and I think the braze cracked), so I get to take Esme back to the shop and hope that the new guy can do a more permanent fix on it.

I got an extra bonus brake job, too. Whee. One of the rear calipers on my car seized up sometime between Lansing and Interlochen, so I found a local shop (referral from the front desk clerk), and got that fixed so I could drive home safely.

I came home Monday, and Ji kept an eye on me for the rest of the day. Not actually watching me, as that would be far too unfeline, but lurking about in whichever room I was in, facing me. Then he slept on my feet Monday night and everything's back to normal.

The weeds took off while I was gone. Something about three or four inches of rain, with another couple on Monday night.... DB kept the birds, fish, and cats fed and watered.

And now it's back into the swing of things, with a funeral meal to host on Saturday.