Week 3

            2/1/13 (Fri.) 5:00 PM – 5:15 PM (At the playhouse, hanging lights)

     The sound of footsteps across the Rockwell floor could be heard from near the back of the audience seating, it sounded like they came from behind me, weird. . .

Next came the sound of voices from the electricians who came to help out, also sounding like they were coming from behind me, the acoustics in that place are really strange. I also could hear the clacking sound from lights being moved into place before hanging them up. When a pipe would be lowered I could hear the pipe when it hit the stage, almost a gentle ‘boom’ type sound.

2/3/13 (Wed.) 3:00 PM – 3:15 PM (Outside, putting groceries inside, sitting in the living room)

Walking from my car, I can hear the sound of the plastic bags as they are constantly being moved by my arms as well as the wind from walking; it reminds me of the sound of rain. The door makes a squeaking sound as I unlock the deadbolt, it definitely needs some lubricant or just a new lock altogether. As I set the bags down some of the contents of the bags tip over, a metallic sound is heard but it is also kind of distorted because they contain liquid. Sitting down on the couch I almost immediately hear the bags rustling, I believe that some curious animals have discovered them and decided to investigate. It almost sounds like one got stuck inside of a bag because I could hear the bag moving then silence, but suddenly the sound of the bag became more violent and a cat came sprinting out of the kitchen. I could hear the claws scraping against the floor but could not get any grip because of the smooth texture, sounded like stones being slid across the floor. Next came the sound of doors opening, probably the next door neighbors. Also I could hear people walking around upstairs, Colleen was talking to one of my other room mates, I couldn’t entirely tell which because the sound of cats running around assisted in blocking out noise from upstairs.