Donovan Seidle

Well, the sabbatical has begun. I attended the Calgary Youth Orchestra’s 50th anniversary reunion tonight (sadly, only one other musician from the years I was a member of the group came…) which was a lot of fun. It’s neat to be part of an organization that has had such a long history (and some really great tour stories were told)!

I’ve been packing my car over the last few days, because I’m moving my life out to Vancouver and NY during my sabbatical (yup, everyone; a sabbatical from my job as Assistant Concertmaster of the Calgary Phil). The long and short of it is that I have to get all of my stuff OUT of my house and be a hobo for a while. Well, I came out after the reunion and one of my tires was completely flat. I was planning on getting on the road at 5 am tomorrow morning, and that simply is not going to happen. Which could be a problem, since I’m expected at an orientation session on Monday morning in Vancouver…. so I’ve got to get there somehow. The AMA came out (I hoped they’d just use their compressor to inflate the tire and I could see tomorrow if it deflated again), and the very helpful guy wasn’t able to help quite enough - the tire wouldn’t inflate because there’s a ‘wall leak’ or something like that. I’m no mechanic. I don’t understand these things. But I CAN change a tire. So, tomorrow morning at 9am I’ll go to Canadian Tire, get two new tires and rims , replace them and get on the road. 5 hours behind schedule.

What a fiasco. Why do these things happen exactly at the wrong time?

Worst case scenario, I’ll fly out for the orientation, fly back and then try to drive out again.

MURPHYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!! KHAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNN!!!