yesterday steve and i played trivial pursuit. i think that just may be the fastest game of tp ever. basically he knows too much and i know too little. but i'm a good guesser. while we were playing we watched the berlin philharmonic with buddy-i-of-course-forget-his-name-already-but-he's-italian-and-it's-abodo-or-something-like-that, conducting. we saw before and after stomach cancer. steve liked to point out the way he directed the dynamics of the symphony, like how he touched his lips for them to be quiet and how at some dramatic moments he touched his tie and kind of half closed his eyes. meanwhile steve kept rolling after he'd already moved and i was just waiting for him so i could ask his question, or when it was my turn and he needed to ask me the question he'd pick up the dice. i guess abodo-buddy makes stevie a bit spacey... later we watched a dvd about the art of conducting, where you get to see footage of these great conductors conducting. we also watched a similar one about the great violinists. basically they have all melted into each other in my memory, except the grumpy conductor with not much tempo because he was quite amusing and benny the emotional conductor because he was quite facinating. of the violinists i mostly remember the guy who's name is something like mehnolin because he had a story and he seemed quite gentle and good. i remember bits and pieces about the others, but not who those bits belong to specifically. basically i was already tired at that time and my brain was starting to fog up with swirling mists of violinists... :) other things that stand out about the long night that was lastnight: the psalms that steve read to me, the parts of romeo and juliet that i broke down and consented to watch, and the movie about birds migrating which was beautiful, (even if the continent shots weren't real), and facinating and i'm glad they saved the birds except the birds that were hunted which was kind of sorrowful to see them fall through the air like that, when they had been mid flight, unaware of any danger, with their goal ahead of them, and then suddenly their soft white bodies stop and plummet. life can be like that sometimes.
annoying thing i just remembered: steve doesn't believe me that i've seen even one bald eagle let alone the many that i have spotted with my eagle eye, if you will. they're too rare he says. ok i'll tell myself that the next time i see one. sorry you're obviously a bald eagle, but you're too endangered to be seen often by me, so i must deny what plainly is--you are not an eagle. i have this to say to him:
The Pacific Northwest as a region has the highest relative breeding abundance of
Bald Eagles in North America and British Columbia has the highest relative
winter abundance. A 1994 inventory estimated that 15,000 eagles (9,000 on the
coast and 6,000 in the interior) breed in BC and 30,000 winter, mostly in the
Georgia Basin (Blood and Anweiler, 1994). During the winter in the Georgia
Basin, it is not uncommon to view Bald Eagles congregating along salmon streams
in groups of a few to over 3,000 birds. http://www.ecoinfo.ec.gc.ca/env_ind/region/baldeagle/eagle_e.cfmThe bald eagle (Haliaeetus leucocephalus) is one of North America's most magnificent birds with a mature plumage of white head and tail. When fully grown (at about 5 years) they have a wingspan of nearly 2.3 metres. They feed mainly on fish, such as herring and pollock on the coast and salmon in the interior. Bald Eagles are common in British Columbia, but human disturbance, removal of nest sites by logging and depletion of salmon stocks by human activities all pose potential problems. http://www.ubcbotanicalgarden.org/education/eagle_tree.php
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