Well, honestly I don't know, but I think it's anyone who shows
PROficiency. A person can be a professional (such as a doctor) and
although they may be 77th out of a class of 78, they are STILL a pro.
Now, it seems to me that it would be a good idea to have that very fact
posted on the wall of the doctor's office were it not for the fact that
just because someone graduated at the top of their class doesn't mean
they will be a better doctor. The 'lesser' graduate may try harder, study
harder, and altogether keep abreast of the latest trends KNOWING that
they started out with a proverbial cloud over their head.
Whereas the top graduate may rest on their laurels and coast through
life, in much the same way that I coasted through high school.
Here's why I could never be a pro. When I was born it was raining. Sept
in the rain. It was raining bombs. I was born during an air raid. I was
always a light sleeper. The slightest sound (didn't have to be actual
noise) would wake me. You have heard of 20/20 vision, 15/20 vision, even
10/20 vision. I have the equiv of 5/20 hearing. If I travel, I have to
have my own goose feather pillow. Those floss and lumpy foam pillows at
the hotels & motels don't cut it for me. Even if the hotel cost is
$114.95 (or more) a night, the pillows are cheap. MY pillows cost $100.oo
I can hear the ice machine even if it's halfway down the hall. If someone
buys a soft drink, I head it 'thud'. I can sometimes even hear the
coin(s) drop. I hear the whir of the elevator motor and the obligatory
'bling' of the lighted service request button. I can't stay with someone
who snores. Ergo: I don't travel well. Being a pro requires traveling. A
LOT of traveling. I like to sleep in my own bed. Having been a govt.
brat. I had been to 11 grade schools, 3 high schools, a trade school &
and a Jr. college. I probably moved 23 times or more, but it was never
one nighters and I would get used to my bed. In the SeeBees, I was in a
ship's compartment the size of a two car garage. There were 2 dozen of us
stacked 3 bunks high. When we had Marines aboard, we were 36 stacked 4
bunks high. It was tough, but I was always tired, so I
survived.......barely.
Movement under my feet? I hate mushy stages. We're talking about those
black panels of plywood set in steel picture frames which can be
assembled and dis-assembled. They're 'supposed' to be made of 3/4" (19mm
for our foreign friends) SEVEN ply BCD exterior glued plywood. Such as
used for poured concrete forms. Very very stiff stuff. I have seen them
in 5/8" (16mm) FIVE ply CDX plySCORD. Reminds me of the time I was in
construction and we were working on an apartment building roof. A roof
used to be 5/8" plywood on 16" centered joists. Now they are 1/2"
plySCORD on 24" centers (with clips between the joists). Well, I went
through a piece, through the third floor, went through the cheap a$$
sub-flooring and down into the second floor. Rolls of carpeting stopped
my fall.......luckily.
When I had my 29' sailboat, I EXPECTED some movement. Rocking, rolling,
pitching, yawing, bobbing, but I knew what to expect, was concentrating
on the boat, and that was my job. If I try to play harmonica and the
ground is moving, it breaks my concentration, and messes me up
(psycologically).
I DON't like the ground to move when I'm walking on it. I must be some
sort of cat. Leone DOES (after all) mean Lion, so I guess I like solid
ground under my feet. This is why I cringe when I see a lot of animation
and jumping around. Might work for 'Cirque de Soliel', but it bugs me.
So, that's it. Oh, and one more thing......to be a pro on HARP, you have
to be good.
smokey joe & the Cafe s (at the Windjammer)
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