Schoenberg Center
Today I went to the Arnold Schoenberg Center, where my friend, Danny is working on his research. It is a very nice building not too far from the Musikverein, where many concerts are held. Anyone can come to the center, which used to be in Los Angeles before it moved here around 1998. The interior is very modern, and the library is spacious but cozy and invites long sessions of reading and working. Of course they have all things Schoenberg (scores, books, journals), but also items related tangentially to Schoenberg, his music, life, and work.

The Furniture Story
After that I came home and waited for Danny and Renata (my roommate) to arrive so we could go get this piece of furniture that I had won on ebay for 3.50. So, aparently I am not as apt at converting to metric as one would hope, so this piece of furniture, which I thought was about 3 feet tall was more like over 4 feet tall and very wide to boot! Oh, gosh, so we had walked to this apartment, which was very hard to find - we actually had gone into the second tower of this kind of apartment complex, and went up to the first floor (not to be confused with the ground floor, which is actually what we think of as the first floor) and couldn't find the apartment number (even though Danny PROMISED us that it was right!). So, I called them and she directed us better, but by that point we had gone outside of the tower and into the courtyard... and then we couldn't get out (or in, so we could get out... are you following this?). Oh, dear, so then a nice man came by and let us in so we could get out and we found the apartment. Then we saw how big it was and decided there was no way we could carry it and take it on the streetcar, so we got a LARGE-car taxi. Oh that poor taxi driver probably wishes he hadn't seen the likes of us because we shoved that Shrank into his little hatchback ("LARGE" car..) and Danny said it didn't look good inside after they got it out. I wouldn't know since we could not all three of us fit in the taxi, so Danny took the cab back to our apartment and Renata and I took the streetcars. So, I get this call from Danny as we're on the streetcar... he says, Jennifer... this thing won't fit in the elevator! OMG, so when we got there we figured we would all take it up the 2 flights of stairs to our apartment, but then another nice man came by and he and Danny took it up. When it almost didn't fit in the door I thought Danny was going to kill me.. but not to worry - it fit and I am still alive. It is kind of big, and while it is supposed to hold a tv, I don't even have one! Na, ja... We celebrated with me making dinner and Danny sang Send in the Clowns and Somewhere Over the Rainbow in his countertenor voice. At least life is not boring...