Evie Day 215
Good morning, and a happy Taco Tuesday to you all. It is 17 October 2023.
Last night I went to a concert with my son, Dane, and I was reminded of the many reasons I don’t go to too many concerts anymore.
It wasn’t the volume. It was loud, I wore earplugs. I knew I would need them, and I didn’t want that type of overstimulation to ruin the experience for my son. I planned ahead on that front.
It wasn’t the quest for the brown note. The bass in that show vibrated the building, and I was starting to wonder if that deep, vibrating groan was going to knock something loose.
It wasn’t the strobe lights. Some of the effects were pretty darn cool, but there were times that the strobe lights were getting to me.
It wasn’t the crowd. Yeah, there were a number of folks that were tripping the light fantastic, vaping and openly toking. It’s been part of concert going since I went to my first concert in the summer of ’78 – Kansas at the Salina Bicentennial Center.
It wasn’t the musicians. Fabulous artists. The mastery of the guitar, bass, drums was quite evident. Very talented performers.
It was my right knee.
Dane and I were sitting in the balcony, and there was no leg room to be had. I had to stand up a few times to stretch my leg out, and at one point I just about left the balcony seats just do I could stand up in an alcove outside the main theater. I need to plan better for next time.
That said, good show. Polyphia is a solid band.
Back in my virtual classroom in another hour. My training partner and I split duties once again, with me tackling the review and a module on high-speed hybrid connectivity, and then he’s got a couple of sections on different types of load balancers.
That’s good enough for now. After I’m done talking, I’ll be spending the rest of the day dreaming of tacos.
I hope the world is treating you better than you deserve.
Peace y’all.
