Sunday, 5 November 2017

One hundred twenty-three years ago today (1894), in the town of Ft. Benton, Montana, my father, Benton z"l, was born. Today's pic of the day is a picture of the Missouri River that I took there when I visited in the summer of 2002:

Although I went to bed late last night, I got up fairly early this morning.

After breakfast, I did a load of laundry and worked some more on my synthesizer piece. I feel that it's finished now, so here's the link where you can listen to it, if you like. I must warn you, though, that it's quite "far out" and perhaps beyond the bounds of what you might consider "music". I've named it, somewhat ironically, "Being of Sound Mind". For best results, you should listen with headphones, and do NOT set the volume at maximum.

Before lunch, I did some grocery shopping at the nearest market.

I had a salad, two fried eggs on lightly toasted bread, and 3 pieces of baklava for lunch.

In the evening, I walked into town on some business and then over to Fay's house for our weekly play-reading group. This evening, we started reading perhaps the most famous Irish play, entitled "The Playboy of the Western World".

I got an email from the shop letting me know that my phone was still NOT ready today, so I don't know exactly how far I walked. I estimate about 3 kilometers, though.