* I just bought the soundtrack to "Romeo and Juliet." No, not the black and white one you watched at McClintock High in Benvenuti's class. The one with Leonardo DiCaprio. The CD sort of takes me back to my junior high days, so very full of angst and wishing I looked like Claire Danes.
* Did I ever tell you I always wanted to be a ballerina? I was the only one of my sisters who didn't get to do it. But I did play soccer, which is how I broke two pairs of identical glasses. In identical ways: hit in the face with a soccer ball. Good bye soccer. Hello band.
* I still have my trumpet. Sometimes I wonder how I could get hired to play at churches and weddings and make thousands. Then I remember that there are some people out there who are actually talented or professionals.
* I just finished "Nickel and Dimed," by an author who spent months in different "American" jobs: waitressing, maid for hire, Wal-Mart associate. It's a little depressing. I think my next book should be more whimsical. Oh yeah, I'm reading "Spook: Science tackles the afterlife." That's pretty whimsical.
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Lindsay, I have always felt bad that you missed out on the ecstasy that was ballet under the tutelage of Marilyn Bostic. After all those years, I still haven't mastered an arabesque and I still haven't developed an impressive eating disorder.
I liked "Nickeled and Dimed" but, man, every time I see the "The Maids" wagon driving around town, I think of that poor woman who sprained her ankle and had to keep on working lest she be fired by "Kevin" or whatever his name was, and I feel SICK.
p.s. don't give up on your passion. give in to the romance of the trumpet.
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