"You mean they were doing sex?"--The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
Last night I went to the screening of the National Theatre production of The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time at the Event Screen. (I read Dale Haddon's book almost ten years ago.) It was a wonderful, imaginative adaptation. That A-level exam question, proving that three sides of length n^2+1, n^2-1 and 2n formed a right triangle, was easy for me. (The actor came back after the curtain call to explain his proof.)
I made the play into an Aspergers Meetup event. Bev was going to come, but she had to cancel at the last minute. That was a pity: I haven't seen her for months. One other Aspie did show up, but he left during the intermission. Really, when watching people like the kid in this play, I can't think of myself as an Aspie. My problems seem tiny compared to theirs.
Afterward I went to Paula's Karaoke Meetup at the Monarch, not far from the Royal cinema. I sang "Old Man River" for the first time, and "Black Velvet Band." "Old Man River" was in a frustrating key: when I sang it low the bottom notes were too low for me, but when I sang it an octave higher, the top notes were too high!
Today I had that dental appointment with Dr. Hrabalova. I went to her new office northwest of St. Clair station. She's now in a complex with a whole lot of dentists, and you can pay with a credit card. There are several names on the door, but not hers as yet. I got an old filling replaced, and a small new filling. Of course, the hard part is waiting for my nerve to unfreeze afterward, which takes hours.
I've finally got started spading the garden. I've done a whole ring on the outside, and now there's just a round area on the inside to do, along with deepening the ditches.
The Last of the Mohicans is getting exciting in the second half. The other day I read a chapter with a canoe chase. When they saw this unusual Indian I guessed right away that it was the psalmist!
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