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Ooh, boy...
Sep. 16th, 2004 10:58 pmSo tonight my pipe band's teaching program was supposed to get started up again. Well, the drumming students showed up, but as for the pipers...well, we had two instructors (my friend Kyle and I) and no students.
It was, of course, a fairly quiet hour.
Well...it was until Dave, our bass drummer (and Kyle's dad) started tinkering with the laptop computer owned by the band. He ended up bringing up a wireless internet connection that belonged, as it turned out, to the local Catholic school board. Apparently it allowed the connection but kept him from accessing any pages with it.
If anyone can find a way around that, it's Dave. The man's a genius, I swear.
All this aside, it's been a quiet few days. I have a lead on a job as a private tutor; hopefully it means I can finally have some part-time work. It wouldn't pay much--fifteen bucks an hour for an hour and a half at a time, normally once a week but sometimes twice--but that'd be $22.50 a week more than I earn at the moment. Plus, it would be valuable experience; I know I already teach for my pipe band, but somehow I doubt that the average elementary schoolchild these days has much use for the intricacies of the Great Highland Bagpipe.
More's the pity. It's one of the world's most difficult instruments to play, and it's absolutely frustrating to learn--but boy, is it fun to play once you've actually got the hang of playing the blasted thing! =)
Was it Arthur Black who said that it's the only instrument that the musician tries to simultaneously strangle and inflate?
Anyway.
Currently, I have a large furry cat flopped on my feet, I'm working (somewhat frustratedly) on a sound poem for my creative writing class, and I'm listening to John Williams' "Imperial March". All in all, I think I'm content. =)
It was, of course, a fairly quiet hour.
Well...it was until Dave, our bass drummer (and Kyle's dad) started tinkering with the laptop computer owned by the band. He ended up bringing up a wireless internet connection that belonged, as it turned out, to the local Catholic school board. Apparently it allowed the connection but kept him from accessing any pages with it.
If anyone can find a way around that, it's Dave. The man's a genius, I swear.
All this aside, it's been a quiet few days. I have a lead on a job as a private tutor; hopefully it means I can finally have some part-time work. It wouldn't pay much--fifteen bucks an hour for an hour and a half at a time, normally once a week but sometimes twice--but that'd be $22.50 a week more than I earn at the moment. Plus, it would be valuable experience; I know I already teach for my pipe band, but somehow I doubt that the average elementary schoolchild these days has much use for the intricacies of the Great Highland Bagpipe.
More's the pity. It's one of the world's most difficult instruments to play, and it's absolutely frustrating to learn--but boy, is it fun to play once you've actually got the hang of playing the blasted thing! =)
Was it Arthur Black who said that it's the only instrument that the musician tries to simultaneously strangle and inflate?
Anyway.
Currently, I have a large furry cat flopped on my feet, I'm working (somewhat frustratedly) on a sound poem for my creative writing class, and I'm listening to John Williams' "Imperial March". All in all, I think I'm content. =)
