I am taking the lead of my sister here, and chronicling a performance that I really enjoyed so I can throw the paper program away.
This was a recital in partial fulfillment of the requirements for the DMA degree in performance at Michigan State University. One of my good friends from Iowa State, Andrew Sprung had his first recital (out of two required) for his PhD in clarinet performance tonight.
All performers on the program included:
Heather Peyton, Oboe
Andrew Sprung, Clarinet
Yeh-Chi-Wang, Bassoon
Bryan Guarnuccio, Flute
Jason Gridley-Waters, Horn
I will be attaching random (not of this event) youtube videos that may expire in time (as they usually do), so feel free to search these up on Youtube if the links don't work by the time you get here.
Summer Music, Op. 31, by Samuel Barber (1910-1981)
Divertissement, by Jean Françaix (1912-1997)
Prélude & Allegretto assai
Elégie & Scherzo
Kvintet, Op. 43, by Carl Nielsen (1865-1931)
Allegro ben moderato
Menuet *This was my favorite movement - it seems to be built around 6-count segments that flow seamlessly one to the next.**
Preludium; Tema con variazioni
Enjoy! And now I will throw my program away.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Azeroth Quotes, World of Warcraft
I'm making fortune cookies for the BlizzCon LiveFeed party we're having this weekend.... I had to compile this list from many sources, so here's a nice concise reference for fortunes.
You will soon find that your combat matrix has been enhanced by bloodlust.
MANY WHELPS!
That's a minus 50 DKP!
Leeeeeroy Jeeeeeeeenkins!
Your faction will win Wintergrasp before the month is out.
Your gear score is pitiful. Consider a long walk off Aldor Rise.
You no take candle!
Be prepared to be struck by lightning where the sun doesn't shine.
Your mana pool is pitiful. Consider a long walk off the Ratchet pier.
This kingdom shall fall, and from the ashes shall rise a new order that will shake the very foundations of the world.
The hope for future generations has always resided in mortal hands.
Now that your task is done, like Medivh, you shall take your place amongst the legends of the past.
I salute your bravery, elf, but the chase is over.
You're the king? Well, I didn't vote for you.
You have been chosen by the big metal hand in the sky! Do not fail us!
Side effects may include dry mouth, nausea, vomiting, water retention, painful rectal itch, hallucination, dementia, psychosis, coma, death, and halitosis. Magic is not for everyone. Consult your doctor before use.
If you don't master your anger, your anger will master you.
The strands of destiny weave only a web of death.
I am he who watches they. I am the fist of retribution. That which does quell the recalcitrant. Dare you defy the Warchief? Dare you face my merciless judgment?
The beginning of wisdom is the statement 'I do not know.' The person who cannot make that statement is one who will never learn anything.
You can't call yourself a seasoned adventurer until you've spent some time killing rats! Haw!
Hmm those pig creatures are unlike anything I've ever seen before - - At least they're prettier than you, human.
I come from the Orcs. We eat with spoons and forks. We love to eat our pork!"
Your pain shall be legendary!
You like large posteriors and you cannot prevaricate.
Kill the healer first, the one in the dress!
Would you like to know the secret to eternal happiness? Page 236...
"My blood cries out for the vengeance of my people's blood, which can only be repaid with at least twice as much blood! Or maybe three times as much blood! Like, if you went to hell, and it was full of blood, and that blood was on fire, and it was raining blood, then maybe that would be enough blood! Eh... but probably not."
By the gods you're annoying.
You may soon join a cult - not so much a cult, as a fanatical group of bloodthirsty, blade-wielding zealots.
Nibly the Almighty says: Silence, servant! Vengeance will be mine! Death to Stormwind! Death by chicken
"My older brother, Magni, is King of the Dwarves. My younger brother, Brann, is a renowned explorer. If I didn't kick so much ass, I'd feel a tad awkward. " -Muradin
I love the smell of exorcism in the morning... you know that smell? That smell of burning undead... it smells... like victory.
Your heroism brings all the boys to the yard.
Orc females have no respect for people with small peircings. I say go full hog- put a spear through your head!
The way to a man's heart, be through his stomach. But trolls go through da ribcage!
Robin Hood steals from the Humans and gives to the ..... Murlocs! Why else do you think they are so rich?
The amount of available bag space is inversely proportional to the amount of loot you will receive when running an instance. Pack light.
You will soon find that your combat matrix has been enhanced by bloodlust.
MANY WHELPS!
That's a minus 50 DKP!
Leeeeeroy Jeeeeeeeenkins!
Your faction will win Wintergrasp before the month is out.
Your gear score is pitiful. Consider a long walk off Aldor Rise.
You no take candle!
Be prepared to be struck by lightning where the sun doesn't shine.
Your mana pool is pitiful. Consider a long walk off the Ratchet pier.
This kingdom shall fall, and from the ashes shall rise a new order that will shake the very foundations of the world.
The hope for future generations has always resided in mortal hands.
Now that your task is done, like Medivh, you shall take your place amongst the legends of the past.
I salute your bravery, elf, but the chase is over.
You're the king? Well, I didn't vote for you.
You have been chosen by the big metal hand in the sky! Do not fail us!
Side effects may include dry mouth, nausea, vomiting, water retention, painful rectal itch, hallucination, dementia, psychosis, coma, death, and halitosis. Magic is not for everyone. Consult your doctor before use.
If you don't master your anger, your anger will master you.
The strands of destiny weave only a web of death.
I am he who watches they. I am the fist of retribution. That which does quell the recalcitrant. Dare you defy the Warchief? Dare you face my merciless judgment?
The beginning of wisdom is the statement 'I do not know.' The person who cannot make that statement is one who will never learn anything.
You can't call yourself a seasoned adventurer until you've spent some time killing rats! Haw!
Hmm those pig creatures are unlike anything I've ever seen before - - At least they're prettier than you, human.
I come from the Orcs. We eat with spoons and forks. We love to eat our pork!"
Your pain shall be legendary!
You like large posteriors and you cannot prevaricate.
Kill the healer first, the one in the dress!
Would you like to know the secret to eternal happiness? Page 236...
"My blood cries out for the vengeance of my people's blood, which can only be repaid with at least twice as much blood! Or maybe three times as much blood! Like, if you went to hell, and it was full of blood, and that blood was on fire, and it was raining blood, then maybe that would be enough blood! Eh... but probably not."
By the gods you're annoying.
You may soon join a cult - not so much a cult, as a fanatical group of bloodthirsty, blade-wielding zealots.
Nibly the Almighty says: Silence, servant! Vengeance will be mine! Death to Stormwind! Death by chicken
"My older brother, Magni, is King of the Dwarves. My younger brother, Brann, is a renowned explorer. If I didn't kick so much ass, I'd feel a tad awkward. " -Muradin
I love the smell of exorcism in the morning... you know that smell? That smell of burning undead... it smells... like victory.
Your heroism brings all the boys to the yard.
Orc females have no respect for people with small peircings. I say go full hog- put a spear through your head!
The way to a man's heart, be through his stomach. But trolls go through da ribcage!
Robin Hood steals from the Humans and gives to the ..... Murlocs! Why else do you think they are so rich?
The amount of available bag space is inversely proportional to the amount of loot you will receive when running an instance. Pack light.
Friday, August 20, 2010
My baby kitty
Meet 7 month old Edwin! We picked him up at the shelter after Hunter passed on.
This was too cute not to photograph!
He loves to play hide n go seek, and in the morning he loves a little lactose free milk.
Also, he loves having his teeth brushed, and he loves that I eat salmon out of the can and share the juice with him. He's my buddy.
This was too cute not to photograph!
He loves to play hide n go seek, and in the morning he loves a little lactose free milk.
Also, he loves having his teeth brushed, and he loves that I eat salmon out of the can and share the juice with him. He's my buddy.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Recipe adaptation: slow cooker chicken posole
This is one of those ID10T users at allrecipes.com things, where I have taken the recipe and changed EVERY! SINGLE! THING! and still expect you to believe that the original is awesome. I must apologize, but I tend to work from what I have instead of reinventing my pantry for every new recipe.
We'll see how this turns out, I'm sure we'll love it, we love spicy food.
You can find the original here: Slow Cooker Chicken Posole
Ingredients:
1 can (29 oz) white hominy, drained
1 can (16 oz) sliced stewed tomatoes
1 can (16 oz) red enchilada sauce (hot)
1 can (12 oz) carrots, sliced
2 small onions, chopped
4 TBSP minced bottled garlic
1 tsp cumin
4 chicken thighs, skin on
Pepper
Jalapeno peppers (3), sliced, seeds in
Dried cilantro
Lime wedges
Tortilla chips
Recipe Preparation
1. Combine hominy, tomatoes, enchilada sauce, carrots, onion, jalapenos, lime wedges, garlic and cumin in a 4-qt slow-cooker. Add chicken and stir to combine. Cover and cook on high 3 to 3 1⁄2 hours until chicken is cooked through and vegetables tender. Skim and discard any fat from the surface.
2. Remove chicken; pull meat off bones into large shreds. Stir back into slow-cooker. Stir in cilantro, if using. Serve with more lime wedges and tortilla chips.
We'll see how this turns out, I'm sure we'll love it, we love spicy food.
You can find the original here: Slow Cooker Chicken Posole
Ingredients:
1 can (29 oz) white hominy, drained
1 can (16 oz) sliced stewed tomatoes
1 can (16 oz) red enchilada sauce (hot)
1 can (12 oz) carrots, sliced
2 small onions, chopped
4 TBSP minced bottled garlic
1 tsp cumin
4 chicken thighs, skin on
Pepper
Jalapeno peppers (3), sliced, seeds in
Dried cilantro
Lime wedges
Tortilla chips
Recipe Preparation
1. Combine hominy, tomatoes, enchilada sauce, carrots, onion, jalapenos, lime wedges, garlic and cumin in a 4-qt slow-cooker. Add chicken and stir to combine. Cover and cook on high 3 to 3 1⁄2 hours until chicken is cooked through and vegetables tender. Skim and discard any fat from the surface.
2. Remove chicken; pull meat off bones into large shreds. Stir back into slow-cooker. Stir in cilantro, if using. Serve with more lime wedges and tortilla chips.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Everything'll be alright
Something about getting scratched by my cat really messed my head up last night-- Joshua himself says it'll all be ok.
Books close when they are finished.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
song of the moment - Iron and Wine
God made the automobile to pass all the pretty girls that smoke by the side of the road, their blues lovin' boys in tow; to drive until the end of the day, and bow to a borrowed flag beside all the brave and the blind, and men without men in mind.
To pass all the things he made but then never bothered to name. And no one will tell the truth, and no one will hide it from you, like birds around the grave.
God made the automobile, and I made a little boy to pass all the blissfully young.
The snake with the forked toungue that prays on the waiting for time, and makes in the sleepless waves, the fear of the black and the jew, and blood for the camera crew.
It passes the things he made and then never bothered to name. And no one will tell the truth, and no one will hide it from you, like birds around the grave.
To pass all the things he made but then never bothered to name. And no one will tell the truth, and no one will hide it from you, like birds around the grave.
God made the automobile, and I made a little boy to pass all the blissfully young.
The snake with the forked toungue that prays on the waiting for time, and makes in the sleepless waves, the fear of the black and the jew, and blood for the camera crew.
It passes the things he made and then never bothered to name. And no one will tell the truth, and no one will hide it from you, like birds around the grave.
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