teuast

In addition to teaching lots of private lessons and directing three teenage performance groups, I also direct an adult band, which currently has eight people between about 30 and 70 in it. I'm 28 and my codirector is in his 30s, but this week, he was out, so the school owner guy, who's in his 40s, subbed for him, making me the youngest person in the room by a margin of at least ten years.

In past iterations of this adult band, we've had some non-parent members, but right now, everyone in the band is a parent, and the owner guy also is, so this past week, I was also the only non-parent in the room, so naturally, everybody was passing around Father's Day well-wishes. And inevitably, one of the moms asked me, "what about you, teuast? Do you have any kids?" So of course I said no, and she said "Oh, not yet."

Not yet. Lol. I have a vasectomy and a girlfriend with a bisalp.

I did tell my girlfriend about it and she was suitably derisive, but in the moment I just let it slide off me. Nothing to be gained from explaining what's going on with my balls to a bunch of geezers at my work who I'm not sleeping with. And it's not going to come up again for at least another year, because, again, at work.

I was coming off my gravel ride today and heading to work when I saw a roadie ahead of me, and so I put my head down and tried to close the gap for a bit of an interval effort. He was really moving, so I had to really work for it, but I did get on his wheel eventually. After I'd had a chance to catch my breath, I came up next to him and said something like "hope you didn't mind me catching a wheel for a second there," which he didn't.

Then he commented on my dirty gravel bike and asked what the trail conditions are like in the area, because he'd been just on the road for a few months and hadn't hit the dirt in a while, and so I filled him in. He thanked me, we complimented each other's bikes, and then our routes split and we went our separate ways.

It was just a nice, friendly interaction of the type that you can't have on a freeway. And imagine, if bike commuting was commonplace, we could all be having those kinds of interactions all the time. Instead, we're all isolated from each other in metal boxes on wheels, and that sucks.

Casiopea is one of my favorite bands right now and Minoru Mukaiya is a god amongst keyboardists.

nope, nothing weird here at all

I covered an underrated gem that even Bill Wurtz fans sleep on. I hope I did it justice.