And the award for goofiest song in this year’s National Solo Album Month album is…
I haven’t decided if it’s good or not. I do kinda like it, but that doesn’t mean it’s good. If this were a real album, I would put this on the first single, though I don’t know if it would be the A side or the B side. It doesn’t feel like a hit to me, but nothing I’ve ever done has ever felt like a hit. Of course that’s because nothing I’ve ever done is even worthy of a second listen. Whatever, this is fun.
I didn’t see the Bruins game yesterday. I know they played Vancouver and somehow did not win by 20, which is sort of telling as to how the season is going so far. Vancouver is having a really, really bad time this year and we didn’t slaughter them. We’re not that good either, I fear. I didn’t want to admit it, but there it is.
Anyway, I didn’t see the game, so I didn’t see the play in question, but Brad Marchand was suspended for three games today. Now I don’t want to see the play because… crud. Just what we need.
So hockey is frustrating these days. What about baseball? Baseball can’t be frustrating. It’s the offseason, right? Well, here’s how out of touch I am. I learned today that we’re a couple of days away from a lock out. Oh, lovely.
Both of the sports I am following are bumming me out, big time. Crud. Again. Crud.
Wanna make somethin’ of it? Do ya, punk?
I watered the plants, watered the christmas tree, did some laundry, took out the trash, determined that my November music thing is definitely over 30 minutes without adding another song (it’s actually over 40 minutes!), and then I started work.
It’s been a busy day at work too. It’s becoming a trend that halfway through my lunch break things blow up. Four days in a row now. That’s fun.
Nothing else to report on today on this chilly Monday. Just hanging in there, trying to get to 5:30pm, when I’ll make dinner for my love and me and then… I don’t know what. I’ve got seven songs to mix before December 1st, so I will want to do a chunk of that before bed. Other than that? No clue. Mostly, I’m just looking forward to a little time with the love of my life. I kinda like making dinner for her. Is that nerdy? Is it romantically nerdy? You be the judge.
There isn’t much I like about winter weather, but last night we got a little taste of one thing I do actually really enjoy.
I checked the forecast at one point yesterday because the weather was looking a little iffy and the kids had a long drive back to school. It said we were going to get 1-2 inches of snow, but it wouldn’t start until long after the kids were off the road. That was good, even though all snow is bad.
I woke up this morning expecting to see some fresh snow on the ground. When I looked out the window I saw that there wasn’t any fresh snow. The forecast was wrong. It didn’t snow, or if it did it didn’t stick.
Ah, now that’s a happy way to start a Monday!
Just six months to go until Spring, kids. Bring it on!
I just can’t. I can’t put it into words. Tonight’s episode of Fear the Walking Dead is so bad. It’s just… sooo bad. Every episode this season has ranged between horrible and stupid. Unwatchable and ridiculous. Tonight’s episode has to be the worst of them all. I didn’t think they could do worse than the crying baby episode, but this one just blows the crying baby episode out of the water. Granted, there was a lot of crying baby in tonight’s cold open, but it actually went down from there.
Oh my god this is terrible!
I said I was going to push the Walking Dead spin offs until tomorrow, but my ears are fried and I won’t be able to get any mixes done tonight.
So it’s zombie time.
I just watched the cold open of Fear the Walking Dead. If it could have just been a tiny bit worse than the idiotic awfulness that it was then it would have been funny.
It definitely wasn’t funny. It was just awful. Like…. So awful.
Assuming I don’t need to add an additional song, I think I finished all of the guitars and all of the vocals for November today. Oh my goodness, my finger tips are on fire. Burning hell fire finger tips. Good heavens.
I think I can stop using the Vox MV50 amp now. I should be able to put it back into the living room with the electric piano. It’s going to be there all setup when the kids come home for Christmas break.
They came over today and decorated the tree and packed up their stuff for school and left. I’m sad for me and excited for them. As usual, right? I just love them. You know how it is.
The stockings were hung on the wall opposite the chimney with care.
The annual Owl post.
The Owl needs to be the second highest ornament on the tree, after the star. I had to wrap it around a branch to get it as high up as possible. A few minutes ago it unwrapped itself and fell a little, which made the Jawa the second highest. I fixed it.
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