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Tooth extraction day today 😱 after 30 more years than intended, my last milk tooth is going bye bye. I hope it’ll be easy enough. I don’t feel like having pain at the weekend.Â
I will need to get an implant, though and it’s so expensive 😠I could have it done in Turkey for less, but my dentist retired and I don’t know any other that I can trust, as it’s a big deal. Besides, here it’s easier to go for controls and stuff rather than flying to Turkey (not to mention that when I am there I want to see my family not spend time at the doctor’s). On the other hand, it would cost me half of what it costs here.Â
I don’t know 😔
I’ve been reading about something called topic theory and things related to it. In one article in passing there was a short paragraph about meter, and how it acts like gravity, and I’m suddenly super inspired by that thought. Once you have entrained to a rhythm and it suddenly dissolves it feels very disorienting, as if you lost the sense of where up and down is.
In the 1st movement of Gérard Grisey’s Vortex temporum something like this happens, I suppose. In the beginning of it there are these figures with a strong attack and a gradual decay, and the tactus layer – the layer in the rhythm we entrain to – has changes from figure to figure, or even within a single figure. The result is that there are many short moments when you as a listener have no sense of gravity, until you grab a hold of the new meter or tempo.
I was once driving the Gotthard tunnel in Switzerland, it’s 17 km long. When you’re in the middle of it there is literally no light at the end of the tunnel, and when you’re arriving from Lugano’s direction there is a slight uphill in the tunnel. What I remember is somewhere in the middle losing the sense of wether we were driving slightly uphill, if it was flat, or slightly downhill. I literally couldn’t tell anymore. Must be something to do with not seeing the horizon or something.
Happy Friday all; my office is having a taco potluck for Cinco de Mayo, so I decided to bring in a jar of pickled jalapeños and TapatÃo hot sauce. I’m very glad to see the Knicks beat the 76ers last night to advance to the semifinals.