laziness

As per objection by my cousin that this blog is read by people who don't see me every day and who are interested in things that most of the very few people reading saw themselves, such as my Russian Choir concert, I hereby post this description. But I was too lazy to write one, so it's cut and pasted from an e-mail I already wrote.

Russian choir concert was tonight. It was very entertaining. I wanted to keep my costume- it was so fun to wear. Before the concert we were all gathered in the bowels of Mead Chapel in the organ practicing room, practicing and such; the preconcert preparation involved sketchily drinking imitation Polish vodka (provided by K-Moss) from unmatching plastic cups, or in mine and Lyonya's cases, the bottles, as we ran out of cups. At some point Sergei came bursting in with some pairs of boots and stood around yelling in Spanish. He spent most of the concert pointing to members of the choir from his seat and whispering to his wife. He did lead the audience participation most admirably in the Cossack song for which it was required. Members of the choir introduced each song- my favorites were Lyonya's, which he did in a super-exaggerated Russian accent which actually sounded more Scottish, and Ivan's, which was just indescribably cute- he was trying to be very extroverted and bold, with hilarious effect. The last song was the Soviet Nat'l Anthem, in honor of Victory Day. I sort of expected some sort of trouble from Sergei, and he did indeed remain seated for a while when K-Moss asked everyone to stand, but at very little prodding from his wife eventually stood. Tatiana, on the other hand, started yelling that she wasn't going to stand up, she had stood for this damn song enough times when she was a little girl, she didn't understand why everyone else was standing, etc. But then she, too, stood up eventually and even sang along (she was the only one). Oh, and Big E was there.