Stool caddy

Backstage at the Temple Buell Theater in Denver, where I am playing with the Peter Pan tour, this grand is helping to keep the floor clear of stools. It's a Steinway S.

Phone bank

Our chapter of the Piano Technicians Guild is hosting the state convention this February. To drum up more registrations, we set up a phone bank at the PianoDisc warehouse to call every Guild member in California who hadn't already registered. We did it on a Saturday so we could use free weekend minutes on our cell phones. I called every member in San Diego and got one new registration.

The Last Niemeyer

This is the last piano I tuned before the Peter Pan tour. It's absolutely typical in every way: a Chinese upright (Niemeyer) owned by a first-generation Chinese family with children in a brand new tract home.

This is the beautiful farmland that is turning into tract homes in Elk Grove. 

Goddess of Coffee

The owner of Espresso Metro is a very attractive red-haired woman named Joan. In the back of the cafe is this picture of her posed alluringly in front of the Espresso Metro station wagon. 

Letting their freak flag fly

This is from an area of Davis that is mostly college students. This co-op house has a refurbished school bus in the driveway.

200k

My odometer passed 200,000 miles today on the causeway between Sacramento and Davis. I rested the camera on the steering wheel while I took this picture.

Smoggy

About six weeks ago I crossed over a double yellow line to get into a car pool lane and got a ticket. Today I found out for how much: $340 plus traffic school. One good thing happened, though; I looked in the CAR folder in my bag and found a car registration form that needed a smog check. After work I went to the smog check place; this is a picture of the office.
I also got into trouble with a customer that had two small barking dogs. After about twenty minutes of the barking, I asked her if she could put the dogs outside or in a room. She did so, to my great relief. It wasn't until after I was done that I realized she was infuriated and didn't want me ever in her house again.

Hello. I'm Mark, and I'm a soccer addict.

When I have a free moment I often play Soccer Addict on my PDA. I've gotten to the point where I can score at will against the computer, so I challenge myself to only score on a header or first touch.

Steve's piano in the kitchen

I visited Steve at the end of the day and helped him move an old upright from the office to the living room. We passed through the kitchen where we stopped for this photo.

Meet you in the practice room

This is a practice room at Cosumnes River College. I tuned five of these pianos today. This is where students slave away at their scales and arpeggios --- and, according to an article in the school paper, it's one of the top spots for illicit sex.

No tunings?

I'm not going to do any tunings while I'm on the Peter Pan tour, but I'll try to do at least one tuning-related thing each week --- visit a piano store, call up a tuner, or at least look at the piano in the hotel lobby. And I'll continue to manage the website for the local chapter of the Piano Technicians Guild.

Espresso Metro

Just about every morning, between going to the gym and my first appointment, I stop at Espresso Metro for a cappucino. This cafe is on the edge of the Sacramento City College campus and it's the only place in town whose clientele includes both college and neighborhood folk. (Rachel and Jennifer hate it when I say "town and gown"!) If it's Monday through Thursday, I buy the San Francisco Chronicle and read the op-ed page and the chess article. I try to solve the chess problem and then play through the daily game on my PDA's chess program.
This picture shows a coffee cup's-eye-view of the counter.
Added bonus: the cafe offers free wireless Internet. The router is on top of the cabinet right under the light in this picture.

Why I Wear Earplugs

From the etymology site World Wide Words.

Tuning deprivation?

On January 10, I'll start on an eleven-week tour. That will be, among other things, eleven weeks without tuning pianos. I wonder what that first tuning will feel like? Will my toolbox and car feel familiar and cozy, or will I want to throw everything out and buy new things? What will I have forgotten, and what new ways will I stumble into?
I was trying to set up TrueSync on my new laptop, and failing. I think it's about time to retire Sidekick and Truesync and get a new calendar program.

This is what I look at all day: my PDA running the tuning software. It also has my calendar, my address book, email and Internet (when there's Wi-Fi around) and some fun games. Every morning I use the chess program to play over the game in that day's San Francisco Chronicle, and I also play Soccer Addict at odd moments.  

The Big Nut

My customer got this enormous nutcracker at Sam's Club.

Interruptus

Yesterday I had a customer who didn't answer the doorbell at 11:30 in the morning. As I always do in these cases, I pulled out my cell phone and called. She answered and said she'd come to the door. It took her about three minutes. When she opened the door, I could see that she'd just thrown some clothes on and her hair was disheveled. When I came in the house, I saw a man standing in the next room... and realized that I had interrupted them having sex.

The castle

Some rich eccentric is building this castle in Fair Oaks.
I also almost tuned the wrong piano today. I showed up at the address in my appointment book; the woman who answered the door didn't know about the appointment, but that often happens. I put the muting strips in the piano but waited until she called the homeowners on the phone. It turned out that I had gone to my customer's old address. Fortunately, the new house was only a few blocks away. They thought it was funny and told me stories of when they'd showed up at the wrong time or place. Once, in Madrid, they went to the airport a day early.

Mrs. D., in Carmichael, has about five of these sculptures, representing a pianist, guitarist, violinist, drummer, and another I can't remember. They are cartoonish but extremely well done.  

Tune for juice

I was tuning a piano for a benefit event for the Gold Country Orchestra. I was going to donate the tuning, but then the owner offered me this commercial juice extractor. I had never owned a juicer, so I took it home. When I used it to make some (delicious) persimmon juice, it shook and made horrible noises. I am selling it on eBay. So far, no bids.

Folkie Knabe

This is from an old Knabe owned by a Davis couple that reminded me of some of the hippie kids I went to high school with. It fit very well with their folkie decor. The piano has all kinds of interesting details like the action frame that has little hexagonal nuts for seating it on the keybed.

This Noah's Ark, in a Sunday school classroom, seems to be splitting in half with a tiger clinging for dear life. 

This is a 1921 Steinway M in an old Sacramento house. The present owner is in his sixties and grew up in this house. His father ran the State Fair and spent an hour or two every morning reading something from this bookshelf. Titles include The American Commonwealth and California Blue Book of 1907.  

A life in tune

A concert pianist who became a piano tuner, from the Philadelphia Inquirer.

Article in New York Times

A painter in the East Village who has a big Mason & Hamlin grand in his studio and plays it in his spare time.

This was on a shelf above a customer's piano. The son of the house had an assignment to make a ceramic piece that symbolized his life. The boat has piano keys around the edge, and the cat is holding a computer monitor that displays "www.com". 

I've worked for this store for fifteen years. They are the most successful store in town by a long shot. I get tons of new customers from them.  

This is what happens when you tune pianos for twenty years and play tennis on the weekends. My elbow hurts, but this brace is helping. 

We went up to Bill Spurlock's Vacaville house and shop so he could do some custom sandblasting on Jennifer's glasses. Because of her eye condition, she has to do this every time she gets a new pair of glasses. To either side of the glasses, you can see a tray full of the famous Spurlock Specialty Tools bushing cauls. To date, he has sold more of them than there are people on Earth.  

San Jose

My cousin Doug in San Jose has a nice collection of keyboards. He has a Steinway M, a Hammond B-3 with Leslie, and a non-tonewheel Hammond (foreground).

This painting is by Elymr DeHory, the greatest art forger of the 20th century. When I first saw it in Trudy H.'s house, I thought, "That can't be a real Modigliani." And it wasn't. Among his many other accomplishments, deHory provided the fake Pisarros for the remake of The Thomas Crown Affair.

These keys cracked and fell off in a very odd pattern. They are the same way on the bass end. The customer is having them all recovered. Maybe Yvonne, the key expert, can explain how this happened; I have never seen anything like this before.