On Friday evening the house + Curtis hit up a yakatori joint, then Curtis and Onur came with me to this magical music building in hopes of playing with some sweet instruments. Onur drummed most of the time (there were a few full-fledged drumsets), Curtis guitar’ed (he’s really good), and I pounded on an old upright piano that cut my fingers every time I gave my noise too much emotion.
Old pianos have a distinct charm — despite its abysmal condition this old Ludwig was tuned enough to ring of actual music. Certain chords gave weird twangs and resonated in unique ways I found pleasant, though maybe only me. Something I adored was the way everything creaked and shook like the thing was giving its all to push out intelligible sounds. I think when I grow old I’d like to be this piano, still cranking out sweet tunes to the best of my ability and being fully present despite age. Maybe now I’d like to be this piano also: rough about the edges and a little wacky but still all-around lovable.
If anyone is fully present despite age, it’s Noam Chomsky. He gave a talk at Google on Friday morning though unfortunately everyone was GVC’ed in rather than gathered in a physical location. It was conducted interview-style and ventured into all avenues of discussion — I started out in one of the rooms but then left to watch the talk on my laptop over cereal and coffee. Not sure I want to write about anything he said here, only that it was worth my hour.
I didn’t do much of note on Saturday … beside putting down a security deposit for a lease in San Jose! SO excited to live with Nathan. We’re going to be located in Japantown, ~1 mile from the proper Downtown San Jose, 1 block away from many delicious Japanese eats and little stores. There’s a small Ninjiya Market nearby also which is where I’m going to get my snacks (green tea kit-kats, fruit gummies, rice balls, etc). We stopped by a few shops and already there were signs of the art scene. I picked up some Chinese calligraphy brushes and stuff at one of the little mom-and-pop stores.
More than anything I am pumped for one of my (tall? grande? venti?) dreams to be realized in the coming months: the apartment allows dogs and I’m thinking about rescuing an Italian Greyhound sometime in June or July. I’m giving it a few months so that I have time to settle in and collect supplies needed to raise a dog. Greyhound seems perfect particularly because I will need a running buddy when I stop living with Kev (sadface). Oh god not having Kev to run with is going to be something I have to adjust to.
I like adjusting though. Signs I’m learning things.
Mmmm tonight Shannon and I hung out with Nathan + friends in San Pedro Market Square. A night full of serendipity — Shannon ran into someone she knew back in Kenya and hadn’t seen in years who happened to also know Nathan who had recommended this person’s writing to me in the past so I knew of her but only in writing. Kinda crazy how worlds collide! We hit ISO Beers afterwards, then spent some time frolicking in unwritten happinesses.