This morning it was 15 degrees when I left the house. I decided that 20 wasn’t that bad, so why not give 15 a shot? I was pretty comfortable. Of course, Speak Out Jerk probably wasn’t comfortable with having me there — the same guy called again about what a danger I am.
Considering I’ve changed my route so that I’m only on W road for about 2 miles now, this guy must just have the worst luck in the world. I’m thinking that I should just write another letter and ask him to put this sign on his car:
Then when I see him in my mirror, I can just pull over and stand on the shoulder to let him go by.Â I don’t want him to go to any trouble to accommodate me.
Meanwhile, last night was the first rehearsal for Choral Union.Â Turnout was light, but it looks like interesting music.Â We’re doing Dove’s “Koethener Messe” (in Latin) and Beethoven’s “Hallelujah from Christ on the Mount of Olives.”Â Â The music hasn’t come in yet for the Dove piece, but we rehearsed the Beethoven, which has some interestingly weird chords, etc.Â Should be fun.Â