Today I worked on campus, and it was so cold that my colleague didn't want to walk at lunch. Instead, I went over to Hardingfele's building, which is a total maze, and we walked through it for half an hour. I had put some stuff in the mail and was frustrated that it never got picked up until a grad student pointed out that today is President's Day, a fact that has no meaning to us state workers who don't get the day off. I also thought I had a fraudulent charge on my purchasing card, which seemed to be for medical supplies and not line up with any of my recent orders from Amazon, but when I looked more closely, I did see that the order number matched some books we had ordered, and the amount was different because only two of them have come in. So that was a relief!
Travalon picked me up after work, and we went to Oliva, the Mideastern restaurant on the corner of High Point and Old Sauk Roads, but it was closed on Mondays so we went to Swagat, the Indian restaurant in the same complex. Just to mix things up, instead of getting my usual chicken tikki masala, I got tandoori shrimp masala, and we had some very garlicky naan, so between the garlic and the tomato sauce it almost felt like I'd had Italian food for dinner. Then we drove south on High Point Road to the cinema to see Becoming Led Zeppelin, a documentary with a lot of old footage of the band members as kids and teens. I did learn quite a bit, like that Jimmy Page and John Paul Jones played on other people's hits like Lulu and Donovan and Shirley Bassey - you can hear them both on the theme song to Goldfinger. Jimmy Page was even on TV when he was a young teen, playing guitar and singing with some school chums, and John Paul Jones was a choir master and organist at a church when he was fourteen. It was also fascinating watching the concert footage of early Zeppelin, because you could really see how Robert and Jimmy were having a conversation: Robert would sing something, and Jimmy would respond on the guitar. Meanwhile, John and John Paul were having their own conversation on drums and bass. It was a shame that so few people were at this movie, because it was really good. Hardingfele and her husband saw it this past weekend.
Here is a photo I forgot to post of yesterday's sunset.
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