That rare moment when Patches is not screaming at the top of her lungs.

Is it bad luck to talk about a hockey player flirting with the magic 50 goals in 50 games achievement?

I’m not talking about it if it is. I’m not jinxing anything at all.

I’m just saying that the Bruins played their 21st game tonight and David Pastrnak has 19 goals. That’s all. I’m not implying anything or insinuating anything or anything.

I’m just looking at the numbers without any speculation at all.

www.nhl.com/video/c-4629061

Band practice didn’t happen last night.  One of my coworkers sent me a gchat message with a link to a local news site article.  It mentioned a huge truck roll over on a ramp from route 93 to route 495, literally right where I needed to go in order to get from work to practice.  I forwarded it along to the band and everyone pretty much panicked.  Can we push to Tuesday?  Nope.  Can we push to Wednesday?  Nope.  Oh screw it, let’s just push to Sunday.

That gives us one practice before the next gig.  Every single day I tell myself that I need to spend an hour practicing.  Just one run through our planned set.  I need to practice or I won’t be ready for this show.  Then every day I find an excuse not to practice at all.  I’m killing myself over here.  I need to step up my game or I am going to look like an idiot.  Well, I am definitely going to look like an idiot but I am more concerned here with sounding like an idiot.  That’s a clearer statement of my state of mind right now.

I had a decent sleep last night.  Six hours and a heart rate dip of 15%.  Not bad.  I’m still really tired though.  I think that might be because I am still recovering from Sunday night.

It’s cold and rainy outside and has been for a few days.  We even got a little snow on Sunday, though it was gone by Monday morning.  I know I’ve said it a million times already, but I want Summer back.  I’d be much more able to deal with dreary if it were warm and dreary instead of cold and dreary.

On the plus side of the universe, I have brown bagged my lunch both days this week.  Jen and I have eaten home made meals for dinner on four of the last five nights and tonight will likely be another.  We both love going out to eat for all sorts of different reasons, but there is no need for us to do it as often as we do.  Home made is good.  Brown bag is good.  Let’s be good more often.

When did I become obsessed with Peanut M&M’s?  I hated them with a passion when I was a kid but now I love them so much that they are literally ruining my life.  Stupid delicious peanut candy.  Stupid, stupid delicious peanut candy.

My step son is a Junior in high school and tomorrow he gets inducted into the National Honor Society.  Just so you all know that he’s brilliant.  I figured I’d share that a day early because I like bragging about how smart he and his sister are.  Did I mention his sister (also a member of NHS) was her high school class valedictorian?  I think I might have let that slip a few months ago.  I’m going to be late to the NHS ceremony tomorrow, but I will get there as fast as the law allows and I will be insanely proud, as usual.

I wrote all of this over an hour ago while I was on my lunch break but I forgot to publish it.  I’ll publish it now.  Enjoy the random blither.

Is WordPress.com a memory pig?

No.  At least not under normal workflows.

I posted a couple of the old myspace blog files tonight (I put them under a password.  They are just for me).  The last time I played this game it was a TON easier than it is now.  I used to be able to type in the post date.  I can’t do that now.  I have to select the date from a calendar.  Not a big deal until you consider that the dates I was using were in January 2007 and I had to click back, one month at a time.  That’s a lot of clicks.  I’m not sure why, but the more months I clicked through, the more memory I was devouring.  By the time I got back to 2007 for the second time I had brought Google Chrome to its knees and I was frozen out of anything I tried.  I then switched to Apple Safari and again I got onto the second post before it was done.

That puts a bit of a damper on the whole myspace project.

Oh well.

11 years ago today I started my first Blogger account.  I wrote a seven million word summary of our Engaged Encounter Weekend, including about 5 million words on how silly their Natural Family Planning technique is.  Ah the memories.

I had started a little project to pull in all of my myspace blog posts.  I couldn’t import them but I could copy the HTML and add it to a back dated post.  I password protected all of them, but I only posted a fraction of them before I accidentally deleted the myspace backup folder.  That was years ago.  Last February I was backing up my RPM Challenge files on an external drive and I found my backup of that myspace folder.  Maybe I’ll finish that project, just for completeness sake.  My first attempt at a blog was on yahoo360, which was a short lived attempt at a social network in, what.. 2006?  2005 maybe? 2005 sounds right.  I found a link to my account on an old Blogger post (maybe the first post?) but the link is dead.  Yahoo deleted it all.  Those few initial attempts are gone for good.  Unless archive.com has them… they weren’t public though, so probably not.  I’d say 99% definitely not.

I slept like crap last night.  I went to bed at 10:45 and I went under immediately, but I kept waking up.  The first time was at 1:15 and I was convinced it was 6:00.  Nope.  It wasn’t 6:00 when I woke up at 4:00 either, or when I woke up again at 4:30.  I stopped trying at about 5:20 and I’ve been up ever since.  One of the numbers the Sleep Watch app tracks is called heart rate dip percentage.  Apparently your heart rate is supposed to drop while you sleep.  10-19% is marked as “average”.  20+ is marked as “good”.  Last night my heart rate dip was 0%.  The app marks that as “not optimal”.  I seem to find that my quality of sleep is more tied to this heart rate dip number than to the actual amount of restful sleep I get.  Greater than 10% and I’m usually okay.  Zero% and I’m exhausted all day.

Come bed time tonight I expect to be good and tuckered out.  We had to postpone band practice yesterday and we’re having a short one tonight in it’s place.  I’m pretty sure this is the first after work practice we’ve had since I joined.  I brought my guitar with me to work so I can go straight there.  I took the SG.  Last week I test drove the new string brand, stringjoy, on the Les Paul.  Tonight we see how it feels on the SG.  I will probably take my pedal board home after practice so that I can tweak it ahead of the upcoming gig and still have a chance to use it at the last rehearsal.  I am GASing big time over a few pedals right now but they are just a little too expensive for me to pull the trigger on.  One at a time, maybe.  All at once in order to use them at the gig?  Just a bit too much.  I stress myself out over the dumbest things, don’t I?

There was something else I was going to write a paragraph on… I don’t remember what it was.  Do any of you know?  No?  Oh well.  I guess this will do.

Patches is watching The Walking Dead with me. I’m not sure what she thinks of the show, but as soon as it went to commercials she ran for the hills.

Good kitty.