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Also, some tablets are not website friendly. It's a mutual non-admiration society.
Hmmm..., that "shelter" wouldn't even work as protection from the sun! Do they know the word "shelter" in that part of the country?
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Bit of a retro feel with what looks like a hitching rail on the left there :)
OK, adventure report: Sixty mile trip to Buffalo was uneventful, rainy but not heavy. Sun was out by time I arrived at Kleinhan's Music Hall (2 hours early!) Futzed around listening to car radio then wandered the hall for a while. There was a half-hour music lecture before the performance so that ate up some time. Pre-ordered glass of champagne (little "c", not big "C". Yeah, yeah, I know..."sparkling wine"
) for intermission time. The hall was about 2/3 full. I love listening to the orchestra futz around before the performance. It's like the quantum chaos before the big bang. Random noise, dimming to silence then BOOM, magnificent harmony! 
I've read that Kleinhan's Music Hall is noted for it's acoustics and I never thought much about it, a hall's a hall. Right? Wrong! The "BOOM" was full of horns and drums and assorted instruments at high volume and if I had hair it would have blown backwards. I swear my mouth dropped open. I was seated in the middle of the balcony but when I closed my eyes it sounded like I was standing a few feet behind the conductor. The music was not "down there", it was right in front of me. Harps, and bass viols and horns all in their proper places, clear as a bell, playing to me alone. Very impressed and it takes a lot to impress me.
The piano concerto was short but very good. However, I saw that The pianist was reading the music from an iPad (or other tablet) instead of a printed score. Never seen that before. Actually I was disappointed that he was reading it at all. I expect the principal performer to have it memorized these days, so that lost him some points from me. HOWEVER, after the scheduled piece, he gave us an encore "Chopin's Schertzo #2" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9OwK7v9p-rU and this piece he did play from memory marvelously, whole audience (including me) gave standing ovation. (Again I have to fawn over the Kleinhan acoustics, crisp, clear, even & in-your-face.)
During intermission I picked up my pre-paid champagne (little "c") to lubricate my brain for the symphony to come. The Tchaikovsky 5th symphony is wonderful, and again the acoustics of the hall were incredible in the depth that they gave to the massive sound of that incredible piece. I was actually crying in places.
You'd think that with such a wonderful show that I would have nothing to complain about. Not so. A grump has needs just like everybody else so suffice it to say that my grump foo was wakened by the "inconsiderate fob" who, in the middle of a quiet passage, walked into the theater and let the auditorium door slam behind him. Grrrr.... Then to my horror he taps me on my shoulder (I was sitting on an asile seat) and points to seats in my row. Sigh, now I have to stand up and obscure the view of the persons in at least two rows behind me as he and his 5 year old princess sidles into their seats. OK, it's over, they're seated, I regain my connection to the music and all is well... UNTIL... just before the end of the piano concerto during the really interesting part he and his little girl come sidleing back through the isle. Apparently unable to wait 1 more minute.
OK, so now it's intermission time. I go get my brain lubricated and return to wait for the symphony and notice that the two late-comers are seated so I figure all is OK. Wrong! Just before, and I mean seconds before, the final symphony starts they come sidleing back through past me again and I actually asked in a poorly disgused tone "are you coming back?". Fortunately he said "no". And he didn't. But I did finally notice how he was dressed. He was wearing a dark suitcoat and bright primary multi-color Bermuda shorts!
I can't bitch too much about dress codes in symphony halls. I attended the Sydney Opera House in full motorcycle leather sporting a Mohawk haircut.
And I attended a performance of "Phantom of the Opera" at the Kennedy Center in Washington DC in costume suitable for the masquerade ball scene, complete with embroidered velvet jacket and feather in my hat. But I can guarantee you that this guy with the little girl was the only one in the theater showing his knees. Oy! (This is however, acceptible attire in Florida where people are happy if you cover the naughty bits and at least have flip-flops on.) 
Although apparently I was not the only person put-off by the late comers. I saw what seemed to be a civilized but heated discussion between the father and one of the people sitting behind him, about the little girl fidgiting and climbing around on the seats during the performance. Taking a young one to the symphony can be a teaching moment if they're ready but she wasn't ready and I don't think the daddy had ever been taught concert hall decorum himself. It's not a cinema!
Oh, and on the way home my Garmin navigation device was determined to take me home via every little backroad through the woods with the intention of making me hit a deer. I kept to the main roads and kept forcing her to recalculate. But even on the main roads I almost did hit a deer, and just a mile or two farther up the road I almost ran into the back of an Amish buggy. Good thing it was still twilight or I wouldn't have been so lucky. No more long distance trips until I get my eyes fixed.!!!!!!
...yeah, that's the thought. Unless your city hires conceptual architects from an area which doesn't get much bad weather.
...sausage, onion, and mushroom pizza with a "real" bottle of "real" Coca Cola.
Makes me feel like a teenager again.
Loki isn't bad, just a little mischievous and misunderstood.
...most of us do, seems however the design firm forgot that wind often accompanies the rain here, and worst of all, they are based in Portland (with another office in Seattle). One would think looking at it, the designers came from South Florida, Arizona, or Southern California.
..excellent tale, and I concur about not bringing little ones unless they are "concert" and "music conscious".
For as "arts minded" as Portland is, our concert hall has "dead" spots in places on the main floor. The best listening spots are the front rows of the balcony and the middle rows on the main floor about 2/3 back from the stage . For some reason the sound goes more "up" than "out".
dont be fooled by the packaging, blue cheese on angusbeefburger yuck
all of nature knocked out of harmony
I like it. (shrug)
rain cloudsy day
eensy weensy spiders thinkin twice bout climbing waterspouts
inch worm inch worm measuring the marigolds
I got taco bell and by time I got to eat it it is cold.
yo quiero taco bell
dunno if this is hot for a gpu?
luksusowa
actually
think sippss drambuie just what me soul needs, send wams to me toes and float away some joint aches
thor is pretty much insufferable beginning of movie
his poor dad
they ko'd agent colson, how;d they bring him back for agents of sheild?
the universe needs continuity
That's a major part of the first season arc.
..ugh, new Debut Deals page has nothing but perpetual swirlies. So much for buying anything tonight.
I still feel the old .php software was better and more stable compared to what we've had over the last several years with Magento.
My complaint for the evening.
*Love* the design of that top shelter - we'd kill to have bus shelters like that round here! The bottom one probably contravenes the Trades Descriptions Act ("things have to do/be what they claim to do/be") if they try to describe it as any kind of shelter. Have the designers never been outdoors in poor weather? Still, you can hitch a horse (presumably forward planning for when the oil runs out . . .)
At least you get some sort of indication where the bus stop is. Here abouts, if you happen to be a stranger to using the bus system, it is very much a mystery. Take my first venture on the local bus. OK bus map says stop is "On Jones Street, near Rees Street" so totter round the corner into Jones Street. Wander up the road, luckily see a kid, just standing around at the side of the road, just before the junction with the next road, which should be Rees Street by my reckoning. Ask the kid, excuse me, do you know where the bus stop is please. Aye he says it usually stops around about here. And sure enough it did about 2 minutes later. The moral of the story is, never try to find a bus stop unless someone else is also wanting to get on the same bus; well not till you have got used to the system. The magic spot there, the one that has no notification or visual sign at all, that be the bus stop. If you see a group of people just standing around, there is a possibility that is also a bus stop. Becomes a bit more certain if it's pouring with rain (which is not that unusual in Wales) that they are waiting for a bus, not just having a friendly chat.
Conversely, I bet if you stood still long enough by the side of the road, any passing bus would probably stop just on the off chance...
Quite possibly. When we first moved up here, the first house we lived in, we used to wonder why people always gathered to have a chat outside our house. Turns out it was because it was the best place for the bus to stop, nearest to the chippie. The one thing I really.really miss about living in that other house is the chippie across the road.
Haz had a little weather here the past 24 hours, wind, hailstorms oh my - having a little tired nao
Iz hotter than that most summer days here :o
LOL @ mohawked at the opera house, is soooo appropriate cos the sails on top look like a big hair day from the harbour :)
Last night I started a render before going to bed. I went to get an Android charging cord from the back of the computer. I somehow unplugged the computer thus turning it off. At that time I remembered I forgot to save the scene. Ooops. Am I the only one who forgets to save before hitting render?