The beginning of a beautiful, if slightly biased in my favor, friendship

I'm liking Mr. Davies more and more as I get to know him. Of course he's given me a few outlines, but I have yet to discover the particulars of his adventures in the New World. 'Till then, I'll be mightily anticipatory.

Today was like most Tuesdays. I usually get more concrete work done when I don't have an entirely free day. Today was a bit of an exception. Oh well.

Worked on more lovely little German vibraphone pieces mit Dave. The current one is called "Bauernlied," or, Farmersong. I now have temporarily bendy vibe mallets with which to dampen zhe notes as they are supplanted by younger ones in the great sphere of time, no matter how fleeting.

Recently I watched a documentary on Al Jazeera called "Control Room." It was a fascinating view of recent (who needs to mention them?) events within the Middle East from a mostly Arab perspective. It confirms many a suspicion. There were also many frustrated western journalists not content to wear khaki glasses while appraising the facts. God further their endeavors.