Evening Out

The manfriend took me to the San Francisco Symphony earlier this evening (probably with hopes to instill a bit of culture in yours truly). It was a last minute decision (to go, that is) and I am very glad we went. I had a deliciously good time for three reasons: One, the program was entertaining. A mix of Mendelssohn, Bruch, and R.Strauss with famed violinist Sarah Chang making a guest appearance. (Dude, that Sarah Chang. What a beast. In reference to her talent, of course.) Two, the manfriend and I had a uber-close view of the orchestra. We sat in the first row! Acoustically, our seats probably weren't the best in house. But boy, classical music sure gets interesting when you're sitting as close to the performers as we were. Bow strings were flying! Three, the guest conductor was Kurt Masur. He's such a cute, old, *fuzzy* man. Random information: Ken Masur, Kurt's son, graduated from Columbia the same year as I did (2001). In fact, he lived in the same dormitory as I did my senior year (Shapiro), and actually lived right across the hall. Never got to know the kid, but I do remember that he used to roam the hallways wearing cartoon-print PJs that were ever too short on him (both sleeves and pant legs). Right. Just thought I'd share.

Pictured: "Herbert" and "Peter" -- characters out of a short story written by a friend.