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The Musician's Nightmare

May 8, 2007 at 10:13 AM

I needed to get to the pit rehearsal right away. So I rounded up my stuff and hopped in my car, which happened to be conveniently located in my bedroom. The exhaust bothered my roommates, but I was on the road to the PAC before they could finish their complaints. Upon arriving, I noticed I had no music. Not only that, but I seemed to have forgotten my violin. My violin! Where is it? I ran from the pit to the backstage, to a long series of winding halls and staircases. I had no idea where I was, or where my violin was. After interrupting several classrooms of students and making my way out of the building, out into the neighborhood, I found my car. The violin case was in the passenger front seat. It was too light when I picked it up, so I opened it and saw it had no violin. Oh no, where could it be? After cruising around on the streets of Honolulu, I drove home, which wasn't really home at all, but a place I'd never been, with unidentifiable roommates. One of them had displayed my violin amongst a row of other fiddles, all standing on their sides on the coffee table. My bow was between the table and the wall, and when I withdrew it, I immediately noticed that it was broken in two. The phone rang. It was the conductor, wondering if I would be making it back in time for intermission. “We need you to play Turkey in the Straw. It’s important to have a full sound from the violins for this part.” Ah, if only I could find my shoes...
I did warn you about those mushrooms...

Neil

Wow! First the pigeons and now this. Alaska is clearly getting to you.
I'm thinking you need a tropical vacation for a while.
I didn't realize you meant "nightmare" literally and thought you were describing a real event until the very end. Emily, don't scare us like that!
Oh, maybe I wouldn't have been confused if I'd read the part about the car being in your bedroom. *bonk*
Why? Doesn't everyone keep their car in their bedroom?
*Speaks sagely*
We all keep our cars in our rooms, for there is no true rest from our lives.

Yes, I know, I failed the job application for writing fortune cookies, but I still try :(

Wow. On the coffee table.
We keep the car in the bedroom so it doesn't freeze up at night...

Wait, it's not that cold anymore. Sorry, Emily, just trying to help!

Did you make it back in time for the intermission?
How funny--I lost my shoes in Tokyo once while trying to make a flight for a competition!...
hmm, reminds me of when I left Bangkok with two right shoes. Don't let anyone trick you into buying two right shoes.
no one tricked me but one time I bought two left shoes at an outlet mall...and I didn't realize it till I got home so I had to mail it back and then they mailed me one right and one left--(wow one right and one left..what a novel idea) ; )
no one tricked me but one time I bought two left shoes at an outlet mall...and I didn't realize it till I got home so I had to mail it back and then they mailed me one right and one left--(wow one right and one left..what a novel idea) ; )
Ha! I'm thinking now about how I kept two right shoes in my closet for the longest time. I don't know what I was expecting to happen. I certainly wasn't going to suddenly have corresponding feet one morning, and I didn't think the chances were good that I would someday buy two left shoes that matched. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I kept those two right shoes.
Maybe you thought it would fool the bears?
FUN FACT:

Bears have two right feet.