are you ready to dork out with me?
so the other day, i had a class on this silly looking instrument called the
shekere
{SHE-kuh-ray}
{{kinda rhymes with tanqueray}}
it originated from west africa,
and it is essentially a dried gourd covered in a "skirt" of little beads.
and it's played like this:
{sorta. it's harder than it looks, people!}
they are supposed to have one good thought for each of the zillion beads that are in the skirt.
and i thought that was just a fantastically happy idea!
so here are some of my good thoughts, were i to make a shekere:
{and if i were to make a shekere, it would no doubt be purple}
-to pops, because he is flying to new york tomorrow!
and my seven thousand reservations about it.
-to all of my musician friends taking their first summer music festival auditions this weekend.
-to mum for FINALLY being done with jury duty.
-to roomie because he obviously must have had a horrendous and terribly awful day which caused him to totally forget to do his dishes tonight.
-to everybody that is going on my 11:45 tour tomorrow.
back to back tours?! somebody please carry me up the stairs.
-to miss alli who has just come down with strep :-( feel better, doll!
-to the men at electric literature,
for "making reading bad for you again."
-to the poor iPad.
it's not your fault everyone is calling you iTampon.
hehe.
i have about a lot more beads to go.
but it is past my bedtime.
and i must be well rested for my first restaurant week reservation tomorrow!
xoxo
yeh
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