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'Scoakat' rhymes with 'Snow Hat'! - - Just my thoughts on music, humor, our life in Madison and anything else I feel like.

Saturday night my wife Kate and I ventured south of Madison to the city of Stoughton and their Opera House to see The Harp Twins. Before we get to the main attraction, this is the first time we've been to this venue, and it is different than others I've visited. It opened in 1901, fell into disrepair in the 50's, and sporadic renovations began in the 80's until a few years ago being declared fit for another century. From what I understand, it is run by volunteers and has many donors and members. I found it to be a beautiful place, and I liked the smaller size. The venue allows no video and no flash photography. There is no food or drink allowed, which is just as well as the only bathrooms are in the basement, 77 narrow stairs away, I counted on the way back up, then several more stairs down to our seats. Overall, another beautiful local venue to see a show, though the shows here usually tend toward the older crowd - and remember to take your best, softest seat cushion or pillow you have, for the wooden seats are from 1900, hand-carved and harder than concrete.
First off, The Harp Twins, Camille and Kennerly, mentioned during the show that they're from Chicago. All this time I thought they were from Norway, but they do reference being Norwegian quite often and they certainly look the part. We got there rather early after going out to dinner in Stoughton before going to the venue. We had a nice couple right behind us, also early, that seemed as if they had been there before. They were from the Chicago area as well and had come up for the show, though they love Wisconsin and come here often for many reasons, they said. We got a preview of the dresses to be worn when one of the twins came out beforehand to tune the harps. They started almost on time, probably waiting for the latecomers, starting with a Fleetwood Mac song that escapes me now, and played a string (no pun intended) of rock and metal cover songs that they arranged for the harp and one original song, and played them all very well. The covers is how I found out about them, from the rock and metal websites posting a story when they release a new Youtube video. Camille and Kennerly's channel is here.
In between songs they would come up to the microphone and their banter and interaction was entertaining. While I can tell they have certain stories and jokes to say they seemed to only loosely follow them and lived in the moment. I found them charming and funny, and very talented harpists (though I can list the harpists I know on two fingers). The first half or more before the intermission was on the big, traditional harps, with a few with an electric and a traditional harp. They even arranged Metallica's song 'One' for both of them to play on the same harp (get it? One?). When it came time to change around the stage they sent the 'crew' out to do it - themselves wearing baseball hats. After the intermission, the second half was with the electric harps, the big traditional harps serving as a good backdrop.
Remember that couple that sat behind us? We spoke at the intermission about the no video rule and how I noticed plenty of cameras and no one taking video, just pictures, and how I'd really like to get a song. He then showed me that he got the entire song 'Stairway To Heaven' on video. He said after the song ended an usher tapped him on the shoulder and scolded him, so he said he was sorry. That emboldened me. I didn't want to break their rules but I really did want video of just one song, at least. I went for it in the second half and luckily got the song 'Nemo,' originally by Nightwish, on video along with plenty of banter beforehand. Enough banter that I thought I would get that tap before they even started the song. I kept the camera low, thankfully a young girl was in the seat in front of me, and to the side, trying to block it with my head from the usher's view. Thankfully, I got the whole song and that tap on my shoulder never came. I was a good boy the rest of the show.
About a week after I saw my doctor I had a real bad weekend. Monday was just as bad so I stayed home from work and contacted my doctor's office. My doctor was out that week, so one of the other doctors saw me and prescribed another anti-inflammatory and a drug for the nerve pain. She also completed the paperwork for me to be off work until I saw the neurosurgeon. While off work I continued with exercises, and started riding our recumbent exercise bike downstairs for 30 minute sessions every day. Over the next two weeks the pain backed off a bit, I still felt it, but it was duller than it had been. I was happy with the progress, but still very concerned about my well-being.
As soon as I left I contacted my doctor again. At this pace I needed to get back to work, and I needed more help to be able to do that. He essentially doubled my prescription for the nerve pain meds, and that has helped more than I expected. I still feel when the pain shoots down my leg, but it is effectively dulled, mostly. The side effect is tiredness/fatigue, and I feel it but it's not a bad thing, really. It takes me down a notch, where I'm just generally more relaxed. I need something like this for all the time, I think.
While I've been dealing with more back issues lately, my impression was that the L5/S1 disc was bulging and putting pressure on my nerve, but it seems I was incorrect. I had an MRI on Thursday for the fifth or sixth time in my life, I seem to have lost count. I fully expected another disc issue but the findings were no significant difference since my last (2011) MRI, yet the L5 nerve root shows a 'significant impingement,' I'm told, which is right in line with the pain I'm having. My next move is to await a phone call to make an appointment with a neurosurgeon.
My wife picked up the rugs downstairs but the ground is still frozen so as of yet there has been no water in the basement. Water runs downhill, however, and neighbor Dave's yard is definitely a low spot. Much more water and he may need to borrow the next neighbor's kayaks (by the garage).
I took a few pictures along the way. First, a stretch of the Capital City Trail that I've posted pictures of before, but without the massive wildflowers on the left and the community gardens on the right it looks a bit stark compared to summer. We usually see the bike paths getting plowed before our street is cleared. Madison has a great reputation as a bicycle-friendly city, and people take advantage of it year round.
On Thursday I worked for a couple hours in the morning and was home in plenty of time for the installation window I was given. Before long, I received a call from the installers. No, they weren't on their way, they were calling to see if I had the dishwasher delivered to the house because they couldn't find it at the store. No, it's not here, they said they would look further and call back. I called the store manager that helped me out last week and left him a message. This had to get done today. Soon they called back, they found it under a different sales number, probably the original. I called and left a message for the manager that they found it, I never did get a call back from him but he may have been looking for my dishwasher!![]() |
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The drip downstairs continued whenever we ran the dishwasher. We had the plumber out again to complete adding a gas line for a new gas range we want to get, so I had him get down in there and confirm where the leak was coming from. It was coming from the middle of the bottom of the dishwasher. I had to call the large retail establishment to get a dishwasher repair guy to come out, and I knew it wasn't going to be good. Keep in mind, several weeks had passed and it would be at least another until the repair man would be out, that was on January 12. He got right in there and came up saying we had the worst case scenario. The bill he put together to fix it was almost as much as the dishwasher cost when we bought it. We declined the repair and received a coupon that coupled with the estimate would give us 10 percent off a brand new one. He then shared his opinions and gave some advice that we did follow when purchasing a new one a few days later from this large retail establishment's website. I've linked to it before, here is what we got. Part of our decision was that it also included a $150 rebate from the manufacturer as long as it was bought within a short date window and installed. It would be about 3 weeks before it would be available and a couple days then before it could be installed, on February 8, well within those dates.
On installation day I had taken off from work and they arrived earlier than expected. I was happy I could get this taken care of and have the rest of the day for whatever I wanted. But that didn't happen. Everything seemed to be going well, the old one out and the new one in, but when he went to test it there was no power to the machine. He told me he noticed something about the electrical box on the unit was, well, off a bit, but he popped it back in and thought all was well. He told me it was a manufacturer defect and I should call the store to have it exchanged for a new one. He specifically said not to let them try to send a repair man out but to get a new replacement unit. They said their notes would also say this, so the installers then went on their way and I had to get this resolved. Certainly not the free afternoon I thought I would have.
Now I was hot. I had a thousand dollar paper weight in my kitchen and I wanted this corrected - and now. I gathered up what I had, printed out my email receipt, and headed to the local store for this large retail establishment. At the store I headed to the large appliance department, and after waiting patiently for a bit was able to request to speak to a manager. I let the manager know what happened and my luck with their online sales customer support. Also my concerns about the rebate and other discount if they process this as I expected they wanted to. He looked at what I had, asked a few questions, and called their online sales phone line. This was now funny for me. He repeatedly explained my situation, who he was, and asked not to be transferred yet he was transferred several times. Finally he got frustrated, hung up abruptly and said he was going to the office to see if they had a different phone number or something. I waited patiently in the department, silently happy that he fared as well as I did with their phone services.