We have so much for which we are grateful this year. I am looking forward to the family gathering here, everyone dressed in their best eating pants.
Somewhere in November’s Bon Appetit, they suggest duck fat as a secret weapon for Thanksgiving. Guess what I have in the fridge? I am putting duck fat in EVERYTHING. Well, maybe not the cranberries…
For the second time, in a week, a Canon peripheral has bitten the dust. The printer simply needs a new print head. I called their parts desk, and quelle surprise! that model is no longer supported. IT’S NOT THAT OLD!!!
So, I now have two perfectly good Canon doorstops.
I upgraded the operating software on our Macs to the new OS X Mavericks (who names this stuff?). Went to scan a document, and the Canon scanner doesn’t work anymore. Bounce between Apple and Canon for two days, finally discover that Canon has not given Apple new drivers for the scanner and doesn’t intend to provide them. It is an older model, you see (not that old) and they will no longer support the older models in new operating systems, and gee, we’re sorry, but we will offer you a loyalty discount on a new Canon scanner. Wait…what? You want MY loyalty, but you are not willing to show yours by supporting a scanner that is perfectly good???
I haven’t seen what they are offering in terms of a discount, but my guess is I can get the same deal from Amazon. It makes me a little ragey.
Anyone have a recommendation for a scanner other than Canon? Anyone want a perfectly good Canon 8400F scanner?
10 years ago my friend Victory and I started a simple two piece band. Guitar, bass, and a laptop filling in for a drummer and keyboards. We worked hard, wrote songs we were proud of and made more friends. As the years went on the band continued to grow and change. People left and sometimes…
Congrats! And many more…
A few days ago, a friend who is a musician asked if we wanted to go to a fundraiser. Her friend was playing a “dueling pianos” event with Tony DeBlois. Tony was born almost 40 years ago, weighing less than 2 pounds. Doctors gave him so much oxygen that he became blind. His mother was advised to let him go, that his chances for survival and capacity for learning were so diminished that he would never be “normal.” Instead, she chose to fight for her child, for his education. Tony is blind, autistic and a musical savant with a degree from the Berklee College of Music.
Over the course of the evening, the pianists took paid requests from the audience for everything from the Bears fight song to Greek music to the Temptations, Jerry Lee Lewis, and the Beatles. If Tony didn’t know a song, he would listen to the other pianist start to play, then would improvise along. It is said he knows over 8000 songs, and the lyrics to most of them.
Then, the other pianist took a break while Tony played a piece he had just learned - Gershwin’s “Rhapsody in Blue.” It was stunning to watch him play, his fingers flying over the keys, the music so nuanced, his joy in the music so obvious.
We never had the challenges that Tony’s mother faced in fighting to have her child’s gift acknowledged and fostered. Our children were labelled “gifted” as they entered their educational lives. We wanted them to recognize that their intellectual talents did not make them better than others, that everyone has gifts.