I was troubleshooting the inability to play a DVD on a Windows 95 laptop from Sea-Tac airport for Lisa, who was back home in Boston.
Twelve years ago today, I had stabbed a broken wineglass stem through my palm and was also writing about my first two rehearsals with the Tanglewood Festival Chorus.
And eleven years ago today, I was a winner of a traditional Bavarian Olympics at the Erdinger Weissbräu factory.
Who says I’ve lived a boring life?
