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Aug. 8th, 2024 19:17Masking was up at Summersings last night - still under half of attendees in a full house, but nearly all of us volunteers were masked up. One of them commented to me, "I may not like masking, but there is a lot of covid running around out there right now, why not take this basic precaution so that my extroverted ass can keep hanging out with people in person?"
Me, afterwards: "DAMMIT I MISSED MY CHANCE TO MAKE THE FAC EAS PUN WITH ANOTHER CHOIRISTER. And we're even doing the Mozart Requiem tonight!" Admittedly, I'm only about to start my second full season with this choir, still sussing out who is amenable to saucy sweary puns and who do I need to at least keep things PG for.
(Mozart went well; it helped that most of us had sung it before. The Lauridsen Lux Aeterna was new-to-me and lovely and I hope I get a chance to sing it in a more rehearsed context next time.)
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Seeing Noah Lyles win his 100m dash a couple of days ago, then watching him end up in 3rd place on his 200m sprint this morning, not only barely making it across the finish line, but witnessing him collapse. "I wonder if he's having an asthma attack; I know he's mentioned having asthma in the past." Watching the (unmasked!) medics working on him while he was breathing hard, being taken away in a wheelchair. Hearing him announce, now masked up, a couple of hours later that he'd tested positive for COVID a couple of days ago? And how quiet everyone on the broadcast is being about dozens of athletes' unexpected withdrawals from events, especially the highest-profile names of people expected to medal? Or those who, like Lyles, tested positive and competed anyway? (40 positive COVID tests from the Australians alone?! But at least someone's counting there, what about the other countries?)
Feeling like the house of cards is going to collapse any day now.
Me, afterwards: "DAMMIT I MISSED MY CHANCE TO MAKE THE FAC EAS PUN WITH ANOTHER CHOIRISTER. And we're even doing the Mozart Requiem tonight!" Admittedly, I'm only about to start my second full season with this choir, still sussing out who is amenable to saucy sweary puns and who do I need to at least keep things PG for.
(Mozart went well; it helped that most of us had sung it before. The Lauridsen Lux Aeterna was new-to-me and lovely and I hope I get a chance to sing it in a more rehearsed context next time.)
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Seeing Noah Lyles win his 100m dash a couple of days ago, then watching him end up in 3rd place on his 200m sprint this morning, not only barely making it across the finish line, but witnessing him collapse. "I wonder if he's having an asthma attack; I know he's mentioned having asthma in the past." Watching the (unmasked!) medics working on him while he was breathing hard, being taken away in a wheelchair. Hearing him announce, now masked up, a couple of hours later that he'd tested positive for COVID a couple of days ago? And how quiet everyone on the broadcast is being about dozens of athletes' unexpected withdrawals from events, especially the highest-profile names of people expected to medal? Or those who, like Lyles, tested positive and competed anyway? (40 positive COVID tests from the Australians alone?! But at least someone's counting there, what about the other countries?)
Feeling like the house of cards is going to collapse any day now.
