221/365 Another Valerie and Lori
They were my friends and nemeses, my first-chair foes. For three years we battled for one, two, and three, staying after band practice for challenges, playing whatever Mr. Christy would throw at us and triplets, always triplets: the elusive yet perfect three against two.
posted by Indigo Bunting at 7:03 AM
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Well, look who's back with her pockets full of origami Oregon birds.
Clarinet?
Hey, welcome back!
More claret, less clarinet.
I used to live upstairs from a Portuguese family whose son was named Elvis. He practised his sax every night. All he knew was the theme from M*A*S*H.
Helen: Thanks! Good to be back!
Susan, Deloney: Yes, more claret, less clarinet. I was (stereotypically) a flute player. The sax would have been great. Coincidentally, I went to hear Alan Alda speak last night. (Not that I have any indication that he was a sax player.)
Oregon birds (nonorigami sort) I saw included crossbills (a first for me) and Clark's nutcrackers...
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