happy music, proprioception, snow moval
Feb. 5th, 2011 05:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lauradi7dwOn Saturday mornings there is often a saxophone player in the Davis Square T stop (successor to the blind banjo player who seemingly knew exactly three songs, and previous to that the really good guitar player). On my way in this morning, I thought I heard a hurdy-gurdy playing at the same time as the sax. Turned out to be true. I suspect the h-g player just sat down on the bench next to sax player and started in, but the sax player adapted, and for one song, at least, was clearly improvising along. It was quite bransle-like, with the sax playing long tones. I pondered how to instigate dancing, but didn't try, and just stood there beaming. After that they went back to playing two different songs, simultaneously, and then the train came, so I don't know the final outcome.
Proprioception is the sense of where your various body parts are in relation to each other, more or less. What I seem to have is a very precise sense of where my body is in relation to the knob on the front door, barely missing it when I pass through the open door, so that when I do something stupid like leave the key in the knob and walk past, I scrape myself. That inch really makes a difference. I did this twice within about eight hours. One would think that I'd learn to remove the key from the lock.
I have decided to call what has become my usual pasttime snow moval rather than removal. It's not going anywhere far, I'm just shifting it from one part of the property to another. Today I climbed out onto the porch roof (after deciding that trying to shovel through an open window wasn't ergonomically correct) and got as much of the snow off as I could do safely. There is still a lot there, but if the predicted rain actually comes and soaks into the snow, the resulting sponge won't be quite as heavy.
Proprioception is the sense of where your various body parts are in relation to each other, more or less. What I seem to have is a very precise sense of where my body is in relation to the knob on the front door, barely missing it when I pass through the open door, so that when I do something stupid like leave the key in the knob and walk past, I scrape myself. That inch really makes a difference. I did this twice within about eight hours. One would think that I'd learn to remove the key from the lock.
I have decided to call what has become my usual pasttime snow moval rather than removal. It's not going anywhere far, I'm just shifting it from one part of the property to another. Today I climbed out onto the porch roof (after deciding that trying to shovel through an open window wasn't ergonomically correct) and got as much of the snow off as I could do safely. There is still a lot there, but if the predicted rain actually comes and soaks into the snow, the resulting sponge won't be quite as heavy.
