The way the light falls on the bus on the way home
So I did not sleep at all in the process of making my very early PT appointment for which I had waited two weeks. That was not optimal.
The PT herself listened to me and did some exercises with me and has a plan of treatment and the scheduling for the next month will be a nightmare, but I am actually in less pain than I was when I arrived at her office. That was exactly what I wanted.
Afterward I met![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
a_reasonable_man in Harvard Square and without preamble he handed me, wrapped in brown paper, a secondhand first edition of Ludwig Wittgenstein's Remarks on Frazer's Golden Bough (1979) translated by A.C. Miles and bilingual in English and German. It falls open at the passage obviously most important to its previous owner, since it has been both bracketed and underscored word by word in red ink:
Burning in effigy. Kissing the picture of a loved one. This is obviously not based on a belief that it will have a definite effect on the object which the picture represents. It aims at some satisfaction and it achieves it. Or rather, it does not aim at anything; we act in this way and then feel satisfied.
That was amazing.
And I got home to see thatthisbluespirit has made Elemental fan art for Fermium, who rated a brief mention in my Sapphire & Steel fic "Assignment 96" and may be owed a story of his own to asakiyume. He is played by Robin Sachs. That's just great.
I am now desperately going to try to nap so that I can finish a lot of work that I would much rather ignore in favor of writing, but aside from the thing where I had to pay for taxis both ways between my house and Davis ($19, Governor, thank you very much), today so far has exceeded expectations.
The PT herself listened to me and did some exercises with me and has a plan of treatment and the scheduling for the next month will be a nightmare, but I am actually in less pain than I was when I arrived at her office. That was exactly what I wanted.
Afterward I met
a_reasonable_man in Harvard Square and without preamble he handed me, wrapped in brown paper, a secondhand first edition of Ludwig Wittgenstein's Remarks on Frazer's Golden Bough (1979) translated by A.C. Miles and bilingual in English and German. It falls open at the passage obviously most important to its previous owner, since it has been both bracketed and underscored word by word in red ink:Burning in effigy. Kissing the picture of a loved one. This is obviously not based on a belief that it will have a definite effect on the object which the picture represents. It aims at some satisfaction and it achieves it. Or rather, it does not aim at anything; we act in this way and then feel satisfied.
That was amazing.
And I got home to see that
thisbluespirit has made Elemental fan art for Fermium, who rated a brief mention in my Sapphire & Steel fic "Assignment 96" and may be owed a story of his own to asakiyume. He is played by Robin Sachs. That's just great.I am now desperately going to try to nap so that I can finish a lot of work that I would much rather ignore in favor of writing, but aside from the thing where I had to pay for taxis both ways between my house and Davis ($19, Governor, thank you very much), today so far has exceeded expectations.
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It's the scene in the second act where Salieri is once again in the library of the Baroness Waldstädten, once again in a wing-back chair eating his favorite dessert of crema al mascarpone, only this time instead of excruciatingly overhearing the genius of an "obscene child," he's listening to a keyed-up Mozart daydream about traveling to England and gripe about his relationship with his father; the next minute they get the news that Leopold Mozart is dead. Mozart breaks down weeping, Salieri puts down his treat. In the one production I have ever seen and which hasn't left me yet, out of Mozart's guilt and grief, the shadow of the Commendatore from Don Giovanni towers suddenly across the stage. But at this precise photographic moment, Mozart is probably still fretting-mocking-being-shocking-confessing: "And I actually detest him!"
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Thank you!
I had the once-in-a-lifetime pure chance luck of seeing David Suchet as Salieri and Michael Sheen as Amadeus at the Old Vic in 1999. They are always how the characters will look to me. I can still hear lines in their voices.
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https://www.metafilter.com/182275/Gay-Marriage-1957-Edition
and THIS?
https://www.metafilter.com/182258/135-volume-collection-of-field-recordings
also sorry to keep spamming your inbox but then someone in the comments to that last post posted this!
https://jwmrecords.bandcamp.com/releases
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Yes!
and THIS?
NO.
also sorry to keep spamming your inbox but then someone in the comments to that last post posted this!
NO OH MY GOD I NEED A COPY.
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