jupe on badly needed vacation


Getting away from town helped me. I was very grumpy yesterday as you may remember. But by the time we arrived at my brother’s house in Gregory Michigan the cloud had lifted.

We seem to have gone a bit overboard on the food. But it’s all good. I splurged and had a cheese sandwich and a piece of apple pie for lunch. Everyone else joined in. Mark seemed especially happy that we had some white cheddar to go with (still warm) apple pie.

I then called the church where I was planning to practice. No answer. But that did not deter me. I set the GPS on the phone and drove over to the church (not without screwing up and driving further than necessary due to my lack of awareness of east and west).

The secretary let me in and remembered me. She had put the phone on voice mail because she was in a meeting. She was very courteous and helped me get settled at the Rodgers organ.

I feel a bit like an organ snob,

but the organ sound was quite bad. I tried to turn off the reverb with some success. Finally I stumbled across the preset midi sounds and proceeded to practice sounding like Wendy Carlos. That was actually a bit fun.

I came back and Mark chatted me up in a most amiable manner. Cool. My resolve to walk two miles went away quickly and Mark made me a 5 PM Martini with his fancy gin.

We put together a good supper of marinara sauce on capellini and a salad with good bread.



Then we watched tv or I should say that the rest of the group watched tv while I snoozed on the couch.

This morning I got up and showered, cleaned the kitchen a bit, made coffee, read Finnegans Wake and did Greek. Life is good.

IFTTT – Make Your Work Flow

Mark mentioned this link to me. Apparently it’s an app you can install and develop “recipes” of instructions to remember and do stuff for you. Looks interesting.

grumpy jupe



I woke up in an unusually bad mood this morning. Cooked anyway. I put on Charles Ives Concord Sonata played by Kirkpatrick (thank you Spotify). Ruined a pie crust. Made another one.  Then proceeded to make an apple pie and fresh marinara sauce to take with me to my brother’s house. Listening: Keith Richard’s new CD (which I highly recommend) and Mozart’s Piano Trio K. in C Major K. 542, second movement (which I also highly recommend).

I did get a place to practice while visiting my brother in Gregory, Michigan (Thank you, Geoff Stanton and St. Paul’s UCC church in Chelsea). We will drive over this morning so Eileen can spend a few days helping Mark get started weaving on his loom.


I felt unusually incompetent last night after choir rehearsal. Ironic after a couple days of inspiring talk with my friend, Ken Near. O well. Sometimes you eat the bar, sometimes the bar eats you.

I’m trying not to share my mood with lovely Eileen who is sitting and having breakfast while I do this.

Baby Jack: A Novel: Frank Schaeffer: 9780786720217: Amazon.com: Books

Ken recommended this novel to me. It’s about pacifist parents with a son who becomes a marine and gets killed in Iraq. I guess there’s some Episcopalian shit in it. It’s on my list to read.

Combat Vets Destroy the NRA’s Heroic Gunslinger Fantasy | The Natio

Eileen put this link up on Facebooger yesterday. I have it boomarked to read. The low information crowd is going nuts with the nation’s discussion of our gun madness. I’m about ready to condone taking away everyone’s guns except those specifically for hunting. The low information crowd thinks all liberals are like that anyway, so fut the whuck.


One of the low information crowd posted the above meme. I have ceased to try to engage angry people on Facebooger, but I couldn’t resist running this down.

The incident in the meme took place in 1997. And sorry, Mr meme, it was covered in the New York Times which specifically mentions that Joel Myrick had his handgun with him.

Southern Town Stunned by Arrests in Murder Plot – NYTimes.com

I didn’t reply on Facebooger. It was enough for me to see that once again people were operating on low information.

I had discussion with Ken, Karen, and Eileen about the fact that so many Americans are acting irrationally.

I do ascribe it mostly to a spectacularly poor education system in the USA and a raised level of dissemination of reporting about terrible things.

I continue to try to believe that people have the possibility of redemption and make sense to them selves.

Some days this is easier than others.