Here's what went on in October...
10-03-00
Hmm...Today Mr. Eicher showed off his new do! I walk into the band room this morning after three-fifths of a sectional and I see...::dun dun DUN:: Mr. Eicher had a hair cut! I can't really tell if it is cut differently, but it is deifnatly gelled back! And poor Mr. E is getting mildly harrassed by it. Jamy just walks by and says - Mr. Eicher got a haircut! And he immediatly goes - Shuttup. So he's a little sore about it, I think. He told us the story that goes with it - His wife told him that he had had the same haircut since his junior year of high school/college (I forget exactly which one) and that he needed a new look. He says his wife is having his mid-life crisis. And that Lauren (one of his daughters) came up to him as he was doing his hair this morning and said something like - what's in your hair or something about his hair and he's like, I got it cut. And she goes - I don't like it. So I guess Mr. E will just have to wait until it grows back. Next topic for today - I went in early for the sectional I talked about earlier and I got there 10 minutes early, so I sat with Katey and Tiffany and some other bandies. And I guess Katey wanted me to see something in a spiral notebook she had, so she flung it at my face, and now I have 3 noticable paper cuts by my left eye, and it's a little swollen. And she did it intentionally too! She has hurt me very much in the past few days...slamming me into my own locker and now this! UGH! And to make matters worse, she put a sign in her locker that said - Danielle Smith has a big nose and she drew a picture of a large nosed person and locked it in the back of her locker! So now everyone who went in the sm. ensemble room saw it! So I got my revenge 6th per.! Drew, Pat, and Tiffany, we all flung the slimy carrots into her locker! There were about 25 carrots in her locker! We put some up the bell of her sax, but we couldn't fit them in the mouthpiece. Drew missed her locker with one, and it landed on top of the other bari sax's case...hehe. When Katey found them, she took a handful of them and shoved them down my shirt! So 3 minutes before 7th per, there arose a loud scream from the sm. ensem. room! Hehe! Pretty soon, we're all gonna get in trouble for leaving carrot chunks and next thing you know, we'll be leaving orange streaks on the walls and ceiling! =) Well, that's all folks!
10-04-00
Well, we didn't get in trouble about the carrots, and we didn't really fling many around today. Tiffany says that she's running low on her carrot supply..and that if she buys another bag, they might not be slimy!! So that might be the end of that. Oh, and also today, Drew and I think that Vitello is on to the pretzel thing. Today, Matt Sklarz bought something out of the vending machine (and left a smokey scent afterwards =P) and we told him to call V pretzel rod and he went in the band room. Then when we went in, Vitello was just sitting there looking at us and smiling at us until we went into the back room. But maybe he doesn't, because I asked Matt after he left if he told him what the pretzels mean, and he was like, what? So either he didn't hear me or he didn't spill the beans...I mean pretzels...LOL. But I don't think he knows what it means, so I think we're safe...for now. Our goal is to have everyone in band (and soccer) to say "pretzel" or "pretzel rod" or "tiny twists" around Vittelo and not have him know. I also would think it would be hilarious if Mr. Eicher started too! Oooh, just the thought of it is giving me goosebumps! =D
10-05-00
Today, something horrible happened to Katey's saxophone!! Ok. First, Barb puts her stuff in the small sensemble room 1st period and she picks it up 3rd period after chorale. So she had some baby powder in her bag for a an English project. Well, someone took it out of Barb's open bag and somehow sprinkled it ALL over Katey's open saxophone case. We don't know if they opened the locker or not, but it's all over Katey's "horn". So if anyone knows who did it, you'd better fess up before Mr. E gets even MORE pissed!
10-06-00
Oh boy...it was another hilarious day! We had this brilliant idea that we would give Vitello a pretzel rod! And my mom had just bought some, so I figured it would be nice to give him one. So I put a few causually in my lunch...but by the time 6th period came around, they were broken from being in my bag. But we decided to give it to him anyway....along with some slimy carrots and some dip. So we strategically place it on his desk, and when he came in, he said - Who's stuff is this? And we said - It's yours! So he shrugged and picked up the dip. He opened it and sniffed it and said - This stuff isn't expired...is it? And we're like, no...And then he picks up the bag of carrots and he's like - Ew! These are slimy! Tiff, Drew, Karda and D all burst out laughing! We told him how we shot some around the small ensemble room the past few days. Then he looked at the pretzels and said - Well, I can just dip the pretzel rods in the dip! More laughter from the onlookers. But he analyzed them very carefully and said - Hey, these were thrown around too! Sadly, Vitello did not consume the gifts we left for him. Which reminds me...One time last year, Russell walked by in Symphonic Band and put a purple gummi on Mr. V's podeum, and he looked at it, then ate it. Then we all laughed! I don't know why, but it was funny! =)
10-10-00
Today was ok I suppose...Not as entertaining as other days, but definatly not boring. It started off boring, though, when Mr. E took 15 minutes to tune the trumpets...And tought us all a valuable lesson in accepting things. Like how the trumpets accepted a very nasty out of tune note. At first, I was just like, yeah, whatever Eicher. But then I realized it could really help me. Maybe I'll pay more attention to him now...hehe j/k. Then 5th period I had a lesson all by myself with Mr. Eicher, but I wasn't that bad....actually I like it that way better. I actually do things. After, I filled the machine with Drew (who was a bit sick) and an overly-sympathetic Tiffy. She was like, oh, I feel so sorry for Drew, he's sick. After the 29384739485th time she said that, I felt like saying, just get over it already!!! Then I had a brilliant idea to give Vitello some pretzel rods. I kept them in my locker this time, as to not break them. He accepted them...and began to consume them. It was pretty funny. After I ate my lunch, I went back into his office and asked him if he would let me take his picture eating a pretzel rod. He didn't give me a definate answer, but oh well. Then I look over at his PC screen, and I had a rather strange drawing on it. So I go over to him and ask what he's doing. And he's like, It's paint...haven't you ever played around with this? And I go - No... Apperently, V was drawing what looked like a blob of a cyclops, with a yellow body and marroon stripes and polka dots. Sometimes I wonder what Vitello's thinking. Other times I would just rather not. Then he goes - Watch this!! And he takes the paint can option and turns the cyclops blue and says "poof" simulatainiously. I just patted him on the shoulder and reasurred him that psychiatric help was on the way.
10-18-00
Well, someone hasn't updated the journal in a while!! (D!!!) I've been way too busy getting yelled at! Well, it's not really me Mr. E has been yelling at...it's the trumpets...and more specifically, the people playing the trumpets! It seems as though we will never even finish ONE song if the trumpets don't start having at least one sectional every week. I guess it's kinda not their fault in a way, but in most ways, it is. I'm not trying to be mean or anything, but it seems as though they just don't care. Like today, we had an early morning rehearsal, and first of all, none of them had their mutes. I think I'm just gonna go out and BUY my OWN harmon mute to say that I have MY mute!! Next, none of them really know how to count very well. We played a measure or so over and over and over, and they still couldn't play it. And I guess it just got the best of him, because Mr. E almost had a nervous breakdown in front of us. He left the room just in time and violently slammed the door to the office. We were all in shock for a few seconds, until someone said - "Ok, trumpets..." and we all recovered. We urged the trumpet players to have sectionals like mad and to really care about the music. I REALLY hope they listen to us!! About 2 minutes later, Mr. Eicher came back out, quite peacefully and was back to normal. He reassured us that he was ok after looking at a picture of his daughter and realizing life really wasn't that short. Alas, the poor trumpet players could STILL not play the rhythm. Hm. Actually, it's really upsetting to me now, and I don't even think we'll have a very good concert or get invited back to NYSSMA. Poor me. Poor Mr. E. Poor WE.
10-26-00
Today, Aaron is apparently revolting against Mr. E. It's sad, it's sick, but I watched it happen. I walked into the blue room looking for Mr. E's keys to open the machine, and I hear someone playing piano from one of the rooms. I asked Mr. E for the keys, and after he handed them to me, he said something like how he wasn't going to play trumpet this period. And I'm like, who? And he points to the practice room, and I didn't even have to look...and I knew. I sighed and said - Well, there's nothing I can do about it. And as it was coming out of my mouth I knew that what I said wasn't all true. Mr. E then went on about how that someone (me) should address this problem to him personally, and to urge him to get help, even if it means I lose a friend. (I really don't know him that well, so that wouldn't really apply). So I just kept nodding when he told me stuff...I really listened to him at the time, I just can't remember it all now. I was going to go back in and follow Mr. E's orders, but he said he had some new candy in the back room to show me where it goes. Then after I realized that there was TONS of candy, and by the time I had put it all in the room, I went to the blue room. But Mr. E was teaching a lesson, and I really didn't want to interrupt it. Afterwards, I overheard a saxophone player talking to Drew about how Mr. E was in there "bitching" at Aaron...and I'm thinking ohh God...And that was it.
10-27-00
Well, I haven't updated this page in a while b/c I'm too busy practicing for the concert, which is only a week away. Today Mr. E informed us that we are not going to play "Courtly Dances" on the concert, and that we will play it next concert. I guess we're going to do a baby level 4 song instead. I don't even wanna know how THAT's going to sound. And by now, all the trumpet solos but one have been re-written for the tenor saxophone. Place your bets now, ladies and gentlemen! The last one is going fast! And the trumpet players still can't bring in or buy or whatever they need to do with their mutes. Well, that's about it, and this is probably the last entry before the fall concert. ::dun dun DUN....::
10-31-00
LOL! I just got back from trick-or-treating! And Katey Kloc, Katie Koelbl and I just HAD to stop at Vitello's! We knew he lived on Long street, but we didn't know exactly where. So we went to every house on the street. Then we got to this one house, and we looked in the window. Once we saw the piano, we KNEW it had to be V's (and Case's!). Then Vitello starts coming to the door laughing because we're all shouting "Vitello!!". And he gave us Skittles!!! He told us that these Skittles don't get stuck! (in the vending machine, the Skittles row NEVER works right!) We laughed, and then we gave HIM his treat. We had recieved a bag of "tiny pretzels" from one house; and because they are ALMOST like tiny twists, we thought he'd like them. He laughed, and seemed VERY VERY happy that he had them. Only devout bandies would ever trick-or-treat at their band director's house.
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