So yesterday was my birthday, which was no secret for my students. I came into my first afternoon class and all the students had written "Happy Birthday" in their native languages. As the afternoon went on the other classes added to it, and the final product is shown below. How many languages can you identify?
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Competition Journal 2008 #3
The results from my solo piping competitions.
Rhode Island Scottish Highland Festival, Richmond, RI, May 17 2008
Event: 2/4 March
Judge: Bruce Burt
Tunes submitted: The Clan MacColl, Major Manson at Clachanstrushal
Tune played: Clan MacColl
Result: did not place/break down
Event: Strathspey/Reel
Judge: Bruce Burt
Tunes: Arniston Castle, Lexy MacAskill
Result: 5th
Event: 6/8 March
Judge: Chuck Murdoch
Tune: Pipe Major Donald MacLean of Lewis
Result: 3rd
Event: Piobaireachd
Judge: Amy Garson
Tunes submitted: The Massacre of Glencoe, Sir James MacDonald of the Isles' Lament
Tune played: The Massacre of Glencoe
Result: 5th
Rhode Island Scottish Highland Festival, Richmond, RI, May 17 2008
Event: 2/4 March
Judge: Bruce Burt
Tunes submitted: The Clan MacColl, Major Manson at Clachanstrushal
Tune played: Clan MacColl
Result: did not place/break down
Event: Strathspey/Reel
Judge: Bruce Burt
Tunes: Arniston Castle, Lexy MacAskill
Result: 5th
Event: 6/8 March
Judge: Chuck Murdoch
Tune: Pipe Major Donald MacLean of Lewis
Result: 3rd
Event: Piobaireachd
Judge: Amy Garson
Tunes submitted: The Massacre of Glencoe, Sir James MacDonald of the Isles' Lament
Tune played: The Massacre of Glencoe
Result: 5th
Labels:
2008 results,
bagpipes,
competition,
journal,
results
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Why bagpipes have a bad name
This blog post came to my attention this morning. I'd like you to focus on the video. If people like this are playing for the uneducated public in high tourist areas like Edinburgh, it's no wonder people don't like bagpipes. It's hard to tell anything about the guy's tuning from the video, but the playing, my God. Lots of crossing noises, not keeping to tunes, and I don't know what happened in Scotland the Brave, besides the obvious fact that it wasn't the same version I learned (since I learned to play it correctly). Ugh.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Stoopid People #1
So this came to my attention yesterday. If you're too lazy to click on the link, here's the basics.
A substitute teacher in Land O' Lakes, Florida (seriously, it's a real place, 20 miles north of Tampa) performed a brief "magic" trick for one of his classes, in which he made a toothpick disappear and reappear. He was later called in by his supervisor and told he wouldn't be able to take any more substitute assignments because he was being accused of ... wait for it ... wizardry.
I'd like to know where (and when) are we? Is this Salem, MA in 1692, the middle of the witch trials? Madrid, Spain in the 16th century, the Spanish Inquisition (which nobody expected)? I was under the impression that it was 21st century United States, where reason and common sense prevail, or at least no one seriously believes in witchcraft anymore. Am I wrong? Apparently.
To quote my source of this story Phil Plait, "Teh stoopid! It hurts!"
A substitute teacher in Land O' Lakes, Florida (seriously, it's a real place, 20 miles north of Tampa) performed a brief "magic" trick for one of his classes, in which he made a toothpick disappear and reappear. He was later called in by his supervisor and told he wouldn't be able to take any more substitute assignments because he was being accused of ... wait for it ... wizardry.
I'd like to know where (and when) are we? Is this Salem, MA in 1692, the middle of the witch trials? Madrid, Spain in the 16th century, the Spanish Inquisition (which nobody expected)? I was under the impression that it was 21st century United States, where reason and common sense prevail, or at least no one seriously believes in witchcraft anymore. Am I wrong? Apparently.
To quote my source of this story Phil Plait, "Teh stoopid! It hurts!"
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Time for a change
I picked up a few pennies as I walked down the hall this evening and I thought of my change jar. It's actually a tin, and whenever I have change in my pockets I'll dump it in there. It tends to accumulate, and periodically I'll take it somewhere to empty it. So with the change jar on my mind, after I dropped those two new pennies in I decided to count it. Why? Well, why not?
So I spread everything out on my coffee table, turned on the Red Sox game, and proceeded to sort. It took a while (from the 6th to the top of the 9th inning), but I got it done.
The grand total: $149.72
This immediately raises two questions:
2. $149.72 is a lot of money, and I have no idea what it will be spent on. Maybe I'll post a follow up to let you know.
So I spread everything out on my coffee table, turned on the Red Sox game, and proceeded to sort. It took a while (from the 6th to the top of the 9th inning), but I got it done.
The grand total: $149.72
This immediately raises two questions:
- How do I turn it into real money?
- What do I do with the real money?
2. $149.72 is a lot of money, and I have no idea what it will be spent on. Maybe I'll post a follow up to let you know.
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