Trying to decide if I should cancel my Netflix subscription until the next season of The Witcher drops.

This week I have to decide if I want to continue to work from home or start commuting to the reopened office downtown in a few weeks.

Went to Turtle Swamp Brewery last night to see some friends play Cajun music and had some gumbo and fried catfish.

Despite several inches of snow we made it to the concert by Le Concert des Nations last evening, a very nice program of 18th century French royal court music.

I’ve been alternating episodes of Around the World in 80 Days (set in 1872) and The Gilded Age (set in 1882) and it’s interesting how the two shows address similar social issues of class, race, and gender.

A couple of weeks ago I rewrote my parser from scratch, it is now much smaller, more recursive, and has test cases to verify that it actually works.

Today is the Presidents’ Day holiday here in the States, traditionally dedicated to George Washington (who enslaved many people and lead the nation in its earliest days) and Abraham Lincoln (who broke the chains of enslavement and preserved the nation, conceived in Liberty).

Yesterday and today we saw two of the best concerts I have ever seen.

On Friday, as part of the Boston Early Music Festival concert series, we saw a program by Stile Antico at St Paul’s in Harvard Square. The theme was evening, night and dawn, and the singing was exquisite, in particular the performance of Allegri’s Miserere. We saw them perform a few years ago at the actual Festival, and they have only gotten better.

Then today we drove down to New York and finally saw David Byrne’s American Utopia live at the St James Theater near Times Square, it was everything we hoped for and more, as our previous attempt to see the show had been preempted by the Omicron surge, so that we saw instead a concert performance by only part of the cast of a different program. I strongly recommend the film version of this show, directed by Spike Lee.

I started listening to the audio book of Christopher Paolini’s novel To Sleep in a Sea of Stars and my goodness, things happen very quickly, many of them awful. I’m a bit scared to continue.