And so I'm now (919)395-0011 if anybody ever needs to reach me urgently.
Tuesday night I went to the Philharmonia Baroque plus Chanticleer concert at the Lafeyette-Orinda Presbyterian Church, consisting of 18th century works from the Toledo Cathedral. Absolutely delightful concert of works mostly by Jaime Casellas, who was entirely unfamiliar to me. Chanticleer is a fantastic vocal group, but I was especially impressed by their new soprano Dylan Hostetter; his solos in the opening Missa pange lingua were amazing.
Tonight (after acquiring my cell phone) I stopped at M Is For Mystery in San Mateo for docbrite's talk and signing. That was fun, and I now have a signed copy of Prime.
At dinners this week I've been reading Margo Lanagan's Black Juice. It's a collection of some wonderfully unique stories. My favorite so far is "Sweet Pippit," a story told from the perspective of an elephant whose trainer has been taken away. The oddest story so far is "Red Nose Day", which is about a pair of clown assassins. Weird stuff, and quite enjoyable.