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OMG entitled bitch No. 1 from yesterday is totally crawling at me on a slime trail now by email. Thank you, thank you, thank you, kind mithreth, for doing at all tho fatht...

One firm, formal, impersonal email seems to be all it takes to make her drop to her knees and do the Gollum. The loudest, fiercest nuisances are sometimes just reams of flimsy paper flapping in the wind, and the tiniest bit of water or fire puts paid to them.-

A virtuoso performance on the double wok

Today, while sipping a white wine spritzer in the little Italian café on my way home, I listened to a young woman busking with a hang.

A hang is basically a portable steel drum shaped like a double wok; it is very esoteric, very rare, and only recently invented in Switzerland.

All you can do on one is, basically, improvise in a half-percussive way, not play tunes or pieces; but the sound is very relaxing.

It was a moment of purest RL luxury. If I ever see her busking again, I'll buy her CD.-