Double bass

Finally, it's there. I have rented a double bass. I had to go to Breda to find a good "liutaio". It was very nice to be there. A shop that made me think of old times. A "liutaio" is nothing less than a carpenter specialized in a very beautiful and difficult instrument class: the strings.

I have started playing with it. It's an experience. The instrument is taller than I am, I have to embrace it to play it. The tuning is identical to my electric bass, but the fingering is completely different. I am experimenting on the "first position" and I am enjoying myself playing small children song with it. Goodbye to all the theory, the melodic scales, the dimished and the esatonics. Back to basics....

Next year I will buy one, If I will learn enough from this one.

Broken car

My car is broken. The battery seems to leak somewhere, and after a night it is not able to start again. It's the 2nd time in one week. I am a little bit fed up. It's the 3rd time in one month I have trouble with my car. Ok, I make a lot of kilometers (30.000 per year), but still....very annoying. I guess it's time to buy a new one.

Do you want to buy a car?

Monsterhuis

Today we went with Milo and Kyara to watch Monsterhuis. Very nice movie. It is rated 6+, but Kyara did not seem to be very impressed or scared by her. The plot is nice and with a nice twist, the effects are grandious, and the "acting" is superb. I would advise it also to adults.

Anke, our neighbour and Kyara's friend, came with us. A real family event!!

Chatting

I'm using the computer more and more. Lately I am chatting a lot. I have discovered chatting because I was trying to do some VoIP and you get usually a chat program with it. It was just a way to communicate with my sister in Italy. But then I have discovered that a lot of friends are on the web. It's a different way to communicate. Talking on a phone is faster, and sometimes nicer, but chatting is much more convenient, it's different.
It happened to me to encounter even a couple of people that wanted to chat with me. That gives a strange sensation, like the CB radio when I was a kid. It seems to authentic, you tend to open yourself, but then it feels also so false. Chatting with someone on the other side of the world, someone you will never meet....it feels like pretending.