Three Catholics at the Jam Session

 

Today I worked from home because I switched days on campus with a coworker. It wasn't a very exciting day, and Travalon didn't have time to walk on Governor's Island so we just walked around the neighborhood. It's finally getting cold at night, so I brought my houseplants in: Lazarus the Dracaena, the ponytail palm, and the purple tradescantia that had shed pieces that had rooted, so I had to dig up all those too. They were so happy that one even bloomed.

Not sure they'll be so happy now that I've dug them up and stuck them back in the pot... Speaking of plants growing in odd places, near the music club I found these marigolds growing out of a crack in the sidewalk.

I took this photo yesterday before the Slow Irish Session, but tonight I was back for the Moldy Jam jam. To my surprise, our bass player was there too, although maybe that's not so surprising since she seems to know people there. To my greater surprise, there was another bass player there that I know from the Care for Creation team at the church we go to now, and another guy was there (that I didn't recognize) who is on the team at the church closer to us. People say Madison is a big small town, and sometimes it sure feels that way, like sooner or later I will know everyone in town. I didn't know most of the tunes tonight, but there were a few I knew, and when it was my turn to request a song, I asked for "Swallowtail" the first go-around and "Butterfly" the second time. Not only is there a lepidopterist theme, but they're both jigs (though "Butterfly" is a slip jig) in E Dorian. I'm a simple creature.

Speaking of Irish, when I sent that photo of my Irish Fest Summer School T-shirt glowing under blacklight to my buddies, one said, "Tá se sin go h-awesome," which I found hilarious, and you would too, if you knew Irish. It basically means "That's awesome."

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