Buried

Gosh, so much has been happening, whether I will it or not, and I just can't get the energy to write. Please read Theme and Variations when you can as that's where I've been writing lately - though, admittedly, not my best. To dash off some quick stuff:

Karen and I watched teary-eyed as Barack Obama was sworn in. We watched coverage by CBS, I think, and the best moment that summed it up occurred when the network interview and largish, middle-aged black woman, wrapped up against the cold and carrying flags, signs, and what not. When she was asked, how did the moment make her feel, she raised her flag up in the air and replied, "I'M HAPPY!"

I was also thrilled to see Gabriela Montero was part of the music quartet that played.

Ethan has gotten his first bicycle.

I finally got out of the neck brace and the implant is working well to stop pain from the back of my temples to to the back of my head, down my neck, and into my shoulders. I now struggle with pain behind and around the eyes and temples. I consider it a great step and one which has returned a degree of worthwhile existence to my life.

I wish I was like Beethoven, who turned his darkest times into great creations, but there can be only one Beethoven. Speaking of music, when you have an hour of time and wanna see a fun presentation on music, check this out.

Music in my head: For about a week now I've had the Meditation from Massenet's opera Thais playing in my head. I hope you like it.