Yesterday Nathan came in town to attend a David Baquero Gallery opening. After I finished day #1 of advanced cardiac life support, he left the Museum of Fine Arts, Houston and met me at home. We had dinner at Mo Mong, the greatest Vietnamese restaurant ever, then we went to the gallery around 9 PM. It was sort of how I expected, except the clientele wasn't as yuppie as I thought it would be. There were a bunch of people there drinking wine and eating light hors d'oeuvres. I forget who the gallery opening was for, but I'm sure you can find that in Nathan's Log as soon as he writes it. Anyway, we sort of looked at the paintings and drank some wine but didn't get too social, as we didn't know anyone except for Maestro Baquero. Of course the point of these things is to meet people, so eventually we got social. A cute girl sat with us while viewing one of the paintings, and we finally got to chatting. Actually I was doing most of the flirting while Nathan sort of just tried to be friendly. Eventually we were invited to some sushi place I'd never been to, but I really wasn't all that interested. The rest of the evening was spent eavesdropping on some of the other conversations and people watching. I must admit, some of the stuff I was hearing was pretty friggin weak, but hey what are you going to do? After all, it was the art crowd. Then things took a turn for the better.
We met a woman named Lisa. She kinda kept sort of quiet, but eventually Maestro Baquero introduced her to Nathan and me. One thing lead to another, and I found out that she was a non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma survivor. As the story goes, she apparently had stage IV lymphoma (told she had 3 months to live), which was cured by MD Anderson trained oncologists. She has now been in remission for three years. It was the most amazing thing. So Nathan and I became her friend and sort of hung out with her the rest of the evening.
Finally, the best part came. Somehow the conversation with Maestro Baquero switched from art to Spanish Classical Guitar. I mentioned how I needed to expand my library of John Williams Bach stuff to other classical players. I wasn't sure which genre I wanted, so he offered to play selections from each genre to help me decide. So he got out his two custom hand-made guitars and played a private show for Lisa, Nathan, the Maestro’s wife, his step-son, and me. Basically, The Maestro is probably one of the better classical guitarists in the world. Did I mention that the Maestro trained under Andre Segovia? (he's sort of a guitar legend...look him up) The music was mind-numbing. I remember the chills running down my spine while I sat there and listened to a true master play his guitar right in front my face. It basically was one of the coolest things I've ever experienced. We finally figured out what I like, so he finished the concert and promised to make me a collection the next day. The rest of the evening was spent socializing with my new friends until it was time to leave at 1:30. I got home, put a pot of coffee on, and tried to study until 3AM for my ACLS exam. Instead though, Ryan came down because Nathan and I were too loud, and we chatted about the evening. Finally I was so tired, that I collapsed in bed, only to wake up in 4 hours.
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We met a woman named Lisa. She kinda kept sort of quiet, but eventually Maestro Baquero introduced her to Nathan and me. One thing lead to another, and I found out that she was a non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma survivor. As the story goes, she apparently had stage IV lymphoma (told she had 3 months to live), which was cured by MD Anderson trained oncologists. She has now been in remission for three years. It was the most amazing thing. So Nathan and I became her friend and sort of hung out with her the rest of the evening.
Finally, the best part came. Somehow the conversation with Maestro Baquero switched from art to Spanish Classical Guitar. I mentioned how I needed to expand my library of John Williams Bach stuff to other classical players. I wasn't sure which genre I wanted, so he offered to play selections from each genre to help me decide. So he got out his two custom hand-made guitars and played a private show for Lisa, Nathan, the Maestro’s wife, his step-son, and me. Basically, The Maestro is probably one of the better classical guitarists in the world. Did I mention that the Maestro trained under Andre Segovia? (he's sort of a guitar legend...look him up) The music was mind-numbing. I remember the chills running down my spine while I sat there and listened to a true master play his guitar right in front my face. It basically was one of the coolest things I've ever experienced. We finally figured out what I like, so he finished the concert and promised to make me a collection the next day. The rest of the evening was spent socializing with my new friends until it was time to leave at 1:30. I got home, put a pot of coffee on, and tried to study until 3AM for my ACLS exam. Instead though, Ryan came down because Nathan and I were too loud, and we chatted about the evening. Finally I was so tired, that I collapsed in bed, only to wake up in 4 hours.
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