Done with the dentist.

Readers here probably already know about my dentist issues. So I won’t go into that.

But I will rant about the whole “talk at me while my mouth is gaping open thing” … WHY does the assistant do that? And does she really think I’m flattered when she tells me she goes to Opera San José productions and that she managed to only fall asleep once during Rigoletto? Hmmm. Okay. Whatever. Maybe I should tell her, “I was only bored during part of your conversation with me this time!” Ya think?

Now it’s clean house, practice, and teach. Tonight I’m back at UCSC for the orchestra concert.

Possibly a more scintillating post will appear here later. Possibly not.