So I drove over the hill, met with a potential student, and drove home. When I do something like that I’m always in a bit of a daze by the time I get back in the house. Part of it is that I spent nearly twice as much time on the road as in the classroom. Part of it is that my ears go a little wacky over highway 17.

But I’m home safely. That’s always good, yes?

I love meeting with potential students. Really. Even if they don’t choose “my” college and “reject” me. I like hearing them play. I like finding out what they are interested in. Maybe I’m just nosey.

Since arriving home I’ve run into two more blogs about the San Francisco Symphony bloggers night.

Here are blog entries from one blogger. I don’t recall seeing him there, but I wasn’t very good about looking at other bloggers. I’m shy that way I guess. This blog entry by another blogger is just … well … lovely. 😉