hamster faith

magnified mustard seed, originally uploaded by gurdonark.

If it is indeed the fog which creeps in on little cat's feet, then perhaps June has hamster paws. I like to imagine that I set my internal clock like a schoolmaster, paying greater attention to the Summer holidays, and lesser attention to the burden of the school term. Yet I now believe that I just pay attention all year around, as if the days, if not quite petty in pace, have nonetheless a measured consistency.

I always like the hamsters in pet shops that look like teddy bears, although I'm sure that there is probably a teddy-bear-hamster rescue which I should love more. Lately, I notice that Sarah McLachlan does really touching commercials for the SPCA. I rather like her, but I keep wondering why the SPCA cannot just once have animals saved to a thrilling house beat, or even a swinging mariachi lilt, complete with
little trilled ai ai ai yiiiiiiis when a pet is adopted on-screen.

I am working with collaborators on a song, which is fun. I listened to part of the Van Cliburn competition on WRR101, which is broadcasting and webcasting the entire finals. What a set-up--to be one of 6 young piano geniuses, vying to be one of the top 2--barring personality defect, the top 2 are pretty much "made" for a career.
Who will win? I don't know. I'm still just glad that I got to see "law and order" as well as hear the Italian contestant play Bach.

I am very busy at work now. I have the faith of a mustard seed that things will come out fine.