Discovering the Music- Hang Drum

Those late night strolls from one Youtube video to the next always leads you to some interesting new incite. I discovered not only a new instrument, but masterfully played by a man named Dante Bucci. Check out this amazing artist... and if you ever come across a Hand Drum for under $5,000 Please let me know!!

Art Work

Grasping the tarp tightly around my body and drying artwork, I fended off the storming rain. Baffled by its sudden oncoming, I carefully re-packed my supplies desperately hoping to protect my wet paintings. The purple and blue sky was dark, but magical. A brilliant slice of rainbow illuminated the sky. Like superman in the phone booth, I transformed my display back to an unsuspecting carry bag, cocooned in my silver tarp.  

I looked up and a drenched man stood in the gazebo next to me, waiting curiously for the rain to stop, so he may continue his suddenly interrupted evening walk. We chatted about this and that, till I caught a dry window and rushed home.

Having carefully placed the paintings, I hoped they wouldn’t be disturbed during the two-block bike trip. To my dismay, my favourite for a special project I was putting together, had adhered to a paper folder.  

The sun rose early the next crispy green morning, and I rushed over to the gazebo to create a new work. Colours filled the sky, reds, yellows, and oranges slowly transformed into a stunningly blue morning.  My piece was complete. Happy Birthday Toby!

Say The Color, Not The Word

Update from Sweet Pea festival in Bozeman, Montana: Today was Chalk on the Walk, where free chalk is distributed downtown and everyone lets out their inner artist!

I run my life like I do a business, one project at a time.  - Capri

Making the Most of my Day!

I biked 18miles today, floated the Yellowstone river, met up with an old friend, looked for an apartment, met new friends, watched the sunset, and went to work for 5 hours. Each thing done with quality. Can't waste a good day!!

Searching for the Impossible

For some reason, I always tend to get myself in interesting situations... After getting off work early, I decide to apartment search, and cutting out some details, I decided to look at a studio apartment I was pretty sure I wasn't interested in. The apartment wasn't available to see, but I started talking to a woman outside and see if she liked it.

 She offered to show me her place, so we went up to the third floor and had a look around. Ashley was fantastic, and it just so happens, she her apartment will be available the same time I'm looking to move in. We had fun, but she had to run off and meet some friends...

To my surprise, I knew the driver, Trevor, who I've been meaning to catch up with since I came back in May! So, on a whim, he invited me to go floating with them on the Yellowstone River. Ashley let me borrow a swim suit, and hopped in a car with 6 other people and 2 dogs.

The flooding made the river fantastically fast, and we finished up in only a third of the time. We beached out on a rocky island to catch some sun, and spent the rest of the time swatting mosquitoes at the take out point. At one point we were dancing on the highway bridge, the only place the wind was strong enough to blow them away, and dancing to keep warm. :)

A wonderful man slowed down in his car,  and smiled with a can of bug spray in his hands. He handed a new can of Off, and waved goodbye. I don't know how to ever thank him!

So after a lovely ride back to Bozeman, snuggling back up in the car, I grabbed my things from Ashleys apartment... and had to figure out how to get back home.... Belgrade... about 10 miles away.

Skipping more details... I picked up some dinner to go, and finished biking the 18 miles total (for the day) into the sunset.

What a day!!

Not everyone does crazy things like this... but its just a normal part of my life.. finding things I thought were impossible, then proving myself wrong. And who knows, I just might be moving into Ashley's apartment now :)

Dear New Boss,

Someday I'll tell you that the day you hired me, I withdrew the last $30 from my bank, rode to work on a borrowed bike, and am sleeping on a camping mat in a house where I dog sit, 10miles from town.

In no way am I complaining, just humored by the fact that I'm basically a homeless person who just got hired to work as an executive assistant. Hopefully by the time you find this out, you'll know I'm an outstanding employee, and love this job... and really needed it.

Reguards,

Capri

Grand Targhee Resort Summer Festival

Still on the Job hunt, so I figured I mind as well enjoy the meantime. Somehow landed back into the music industry helpin' out with concerts and stage work, and here I sit in a luxury condo at Grand Targhee Resort with an all access pass, private pool privileges, and all you can eat catering. Not a bad deal at all! Got the rest of the day off to enjoy the concert, then we'll pack up the show till we greet tomorrows sunrise.

JOB HUNT

Can anyone recommend any reputable science/conservation jobs or companies?

JOB HUNT: "Seeking Qualified Employee for Insurance Scams"

So I'm sitting in a coffee shop, waiting to be interviewed by an insurance company. I've put numerous applications out for jobs, and I'm pleased to have been approached by a company that looks somewhat reputable. Now the company I originally thought was a bank, not insurance, and is based in another city. They sound professional on the phone, and we arrange a meeting.

Ten O' clock rolls around, and I've begun to a be a bit skeptical about the interview. I've been warned about being head hunted by insurance companies and begin to think this would be the worst kind of job in an economic downturn. Looking around, I'm hoping to see someone professional waiting. An older hippy looking guy walks in with a long grey beard. He gets a coffee and sits down waiting for someone. In a panic that this is the "insurance agent" I turn my phone to silent, and wait to see what happens.

After adjusting my glossy computer screen for a better look, I'm happy to see someone show up to meet him. Listening to them discuss instruments and drumming, I cautiously look around for the interviewer. Another guy with long gray hair and untidy clothes looks around waiting, and I continue my casual observations, still hoping for a "professional" to show up. I nearly give up when my phone rings, and a suited man on the phone walks in for coffee. I bounce up and introduce myself, only to find its the wrong person.

Walking back to my table, I notice a pirate looking man with a lazy eye and plastic business appearance on the phone. The number just went to voice mail and matched his tone. I would have preferred the hippy. Nothing worse than wasting your time being scammed into scamming other people.

Wish me luck on my job hunt!!