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Well, it was a busy few weeks. I'm writing this entry in retrospect from November 2009, two months afer the events described, so this won't be terribly detailed. Still, a peculiarity of my blogging software means I can't delete this entry (placeholder though it was for something I never got around to writing), so I may as well make use of it.
In this entry, I helped someone to move house. A couple of weeks ago there was a housewarming, to which I was invited. It was a good evening, at which there was a good mix of people I had and hadn't met before, and at which we decided it was just as appropriate for men to sew as it was for women to work wood, and the apparent views of the general populace be damned.
One particularly interesting conversation amidst the tangle of chat was related to Laban notation. It is one of my core beliefs that everything in the world can be encoded, represented, written down if you can just find the right language to describe it. Music, obviously, is one of them. Dance is much less obvious, but that's essentially what Laban Notation is all about. It's a domain-specific restricted vocabulary that allows the user to describe not just the position of limbs and the shape of the body, but the strength, control and timing of each intervening movement. There are associated symbols and suchlike. Unfortunately, there also seem to be several factions, each practicing a variation on the base notation, which complicates matters somewhat, but I suppose no-one and nothing is perfect.
In other news, I tried to teach one of my other friends to ride a bicycle. This... well, it didn't work out quite as planned. Between my teaching, my jalopy of a bicycle and her inexperience, we successfully failed to learn anything. So it goes - maybe we'll try again some day.
Finally, a little game of RISK. Not so remarkable in and of itself, but it was played against three people I haven't seen in years: friends from high school. One's my mother's neighbour, and one adminsters the DNS for this site. I have to admit, given how we started from more or less the same place, seeing how their lives have developed along different paths from mine is ... interesting. Two of us are married, we all work in tech fields, but there's no way you could mistake one's life for another.
The world turns beneath us, and we all of us change to keep up. 'tis the way of things.