23 July 2010
I'm In Mourning
Ironic, isn't it, that I chose to make my old cell phone the subject of some of my experiments with the ultra zoom lens attachments I bought recently. Maybe the universe was telling me that I needed to get a keepsake photo of it, 'cuz it was about to pass out of my life.
So I have a new cell phone, and I sent a mass e-mail to everyone who was in my phonebook to forward me their information; I even got ambitious and sent the request to people who weren't in my phonebook but who I'd always wanted to put in there. So I'm plugging the information in as it comes back. In the first day I've heard back from 29 people.
Which has turned out to be a bit of a blessing - since suddenly I'm getting updates from people I've not heard from in an age!
So I guess, in the long run, everything happens for a reason; and good can come of just about any bad turn.
I have a few hours to kill before rehearsal, so I hopped my (multiple) busses early and came over to the south side for an early dinner of Caesar Salad at, where else, Tuscany. This place really is my coffee house of choice. It's quiet by comparison to most - they don't really feel obliged to crank the atmospheric music until the bar crowd starts rolling in of an evening.
It's nicely decorated, too - lots of heavy wood and wooden chairs and tables - which seem to me to be rather rare these days.
And, of course, there's the eye candy. Its clientele is a mix of gay and straight people, with an emphasis on the gay, so it seems more evenly distributed (if not exactly true to the mix of the local population!).