Last Monday: Lodge. This was a Past Masters' Night, as is usual for our Lodge to do sometime around June. The idea is that we do a Third Degree (the Master Mason degree, which is the big one -- more and better ritual than the other two), with all the parts being filled in by sometime Masters of the Lodge. In principle this isn't totally foolish: the Third involves a number of roles that don't strictly map to the usual lodge officers, and it helps the PMs feel needed. (Indeed, several roles are basically "owned" by specific PMs, who have done them for years.)
Anyway, things did not go well this time around. Jeff (the PM who was running the show) had everything nicely lined up months in advance, with about 15 PMs involved in the degree work. Then, within the last week or so, about half of those (including the current Master of the Lodge, who was slated to do the lion's share of the work) cancelled, each for a different entirely-valid reason. So Jeff was left in a horrible panic right up until the last second, doubling and tripling peoples' parts all over the place. I wound up with Junior Warden (trivial) and Tyler (easy), along with the part I was originally supposed to do (the emblems at the end of the lecture work, which are one of the nicer little bits of speechifying in the ritual).
It very nearly turned into a comedy of errors: for instance, we just barely caught the fact that he had assigned Don two parts that would have required him to be both inside and outside the Lodge Room simultaneously. (And this is not a man who can simply run in and out -- like most of the PMs, he's 80ish years old.) And just as icing on the cake, the candidate showed up nearly an hour late, apparently due to problems with his ride. And the District Deputy showed up with business he needed to conduct.
In the event, it was a bit of a mess, but not as bad as it could have been. The advantage of the PMs is that they can roll with the punches: many of us know the ritual well enough to be able to pick up parts on the fly, and we worked out doublings that weren't crazy. Since the candidate was late, so was the start of the ritual, and therefore so was dinner; fortunately, dinner was lasagna, so it was no great tragedy that it had to sit a bit longer. The DD's business turned out to be 50-year-Master plaques for a couple of the guys: a pretty impressive distinction when you think about it. (That is, these are men who first became Master of the Lodge 50 years ago.) He was decently brief about it, but didn't react quickly enough when Milty Locke (whose picture is under the encyclopedia entry for "garrulous") asked, "Can I say a few words?". That cost us another ten minutes, in which Milty basically repeated the same story he'd told us all in the business meeting two hours earlier.
Anyway, long meeting -- I was there for well over four hours, which is exceptional for this Lodge. But everyone survived, and the candidate didn't appear to twig to how badly messed-up things were behind the scenes, so I'll count it as a qualified success.
Last Tuesday: Accademia. I was in charge, since Phelan was out. The study-session group has decided (somewhat by consensus, although at my prodding) to undertake a more serious trip through Caroso. We're starting at the beginning of the book and doing all of the dances that look easy enough to reconstruct quickly. We're still settling into this, but I'm hoping to do one or two new dances each session --
I still need to run this plan past Phelan, who is still the Accademia head, but I'm optimistic: this first session went well. We reconstructed Alba Novella, a fun little ballo, and Alta Regina, a perfectly pleasant cascarda that we all agreed was just a bit too easy. (Which in and of itself says something about how far we've come.) Next up was Este Gonzaga, but I hadn't finished the music, so we decided to put that off until next time, and instead take the time to transcribe our reconstruction properly.
All in all, I think it was a thorough success. I'm astonished at how quickly we're now reconstructing basic Caroso dances: we did each of the above in about 20 minutes flat, so even with the usual Accademia inefficiency we got through them fairly early. And this project looks likely to produce real results, as well as being fun.
Last Wednesday: Dance practice.
Thursday: Shopping for Vinland Raids food.
Friday:
Saturday: Vinland Raids.
Curia was first thing in the morning, and was fairly routine. A number of law changes were passed (in far too much haste, IMO, but all seemed fairly minor so I let it be).
There were two courts. Morning court was the formal investiture of the new Barony of Smoking Rocks, which was nice but somewhat lower-key than I expected. (I did get a tad annoyed at Joram, who needs to learn that the herald should never upstage his Baron.) I was slightly disappointed that they had Yosef formally step down as Sheriff -- since he was (AFAIK) the last remaining Sheriff in the Society, I personally would have just redefined the title so that he could keep it. (Especially after
Evening court actually had most of the normal business such as AoAs. There wasn't any specifically Carolingian business, but
We wound up eating with
Sunday: Tooling around Cape Cod. We first went to a bread shop near the hotel in Hyannis: Pain d'Avignon, which was recommended in the Access Guide. The loaves seem good, although not really exceptional. Nice little shop, though.
We headed out to Chatham for lunch. We confirmed
We wandered up and down the main drag of Chatham, and eventually landed in The Impudent Oyster for lunch. This is on Chatham Bars Ave, just off of Main Street, and proved to be an excellent choice. Unusually, we both ordered the same dish, which had gotten us in the door: the "unioshi rollup", a spinach wrap filled with fried shrimp, sprouts and wasabi mayo, which was served with a soy dipping sauce and a bean salad. This was a big win -- flavorful, filling without being heavy, spicy without being overwhelming. This sandwich alone is enough to entice me back to the Cape occasionally.
Afterwards, we finished walking along Main Street, went into a few shops, bought a few things (I finally picked up a set of Invisible Cards, a silly plastic deck I've had an eye on for a while), went to Chatham Candy Manor for some consolation fudge, and headed out.
We wound up driving more or less directly home after that; the only major stop was Isaiah Thomas Books, which got its own posting.
Monday, Tuesday: Both pretty quiet. Spent much of Tuesday finishing the music for Este Gonzaga for the next Accademia Study Session, and transcribing the reconstructions from last time into HTML. (
Upcoming events:
Tonight: Dance practice.
Thursday: Pack.
Friday: Fly to Chicago for
Saturday: The wedding.
Sunday: Fly home.
Tuesday: Accademia. It occurred to me last night that this is a *fifth* Tuesday, so I have absolutely no idea what we're doing this week. I figure we should be prepared for a possible study session, though, in case Phelan turns out to not have any plans.