My brother did very well in his recital last evening. Here are the pieces he performed, the titles of which will not be properly italicized because I dislike the way italics display in my blog: Handel’s Sonata #16 in G Minor, Op. 2, No. 8, which is really a piece for piano and two violins, but Bo transcribed it for piano and two double-basses - the other double-bass part was performed by his instructor, Dr. Milton Masciadri; Motivy by Emil Tabakov; Passion by Sarah Black (incidentally, my brother’s lovely girlfriend); Valentine by Jacob Druckman (a piece for the performer with Tourette’s, ha ha); Bottesini’s Concerto #2. Shameless plug: buy Dr. Masciadri's cd here!

Afterward a bunch of us went to the Taco Stand for some eats, conversation and conviviality. Bo and I were able to catch some of Game 7, won 4 -1 by THE LEAFS. Can I get a “boo-yah!”?!?

It’s been an odd day at work: it sure seems busy, I’ve felt busy, placed & taken calls, sent & received e-mails, had a meeting with my salesweasel - but I don’t seem to have accomplished much (if anything) and unlike some days, it’s not because I deliberately chose to goof off. I’ve worked, I just don’t have much to show for it. Well, I DID accomplish lunch with the World’s Greatest Boss who treated me to some great seafood at Ray’s, and lunch with the WGB is never a bad thing.