A haiku wrapping up my stomach pain problems from last week. All is well on that front now. My two year follow up is one week from today.
No stomach issues.
Things are going well today.
Nothing like last week.
Author: robertjames1971
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I Love Spring
The window in my office is open. I love Spring. So do the cats.
Not The Target Audience
Adults are always asking kids what they want to be when they grow up because they are looking for ideas.
My career plans are pretty much set. Work in lower management until I die. Simple. I mean, I could possibly move up to middle management or something like that, but really there aren’t many different options at this point. I’m too old to be making plans to hop around. On July 12th I am going to hit the 20 year mark at my company. Right now, that’s the only career plan I’m thinking about.
I get the feeling that this question of the day was geared toward the younger folks. I’m looking forward to reading through other posts because, as Miss Poundstone* suggested, I’m always looking for new ideas.
*Wasn’t Paula Poundstone black balled or something? Didn’t she do something awful, or was accused or suspected of doing something awful? Oh yes, the google clued me in. Three counts of lewd acts upon a girl younger than 14. I used the quote because there was a point when the Comedy Central network used it in a commercial that ran about 20 times per hour and it seemed to fit my point for today. Apologies for quoting a potential child molester. I suck.
Thanks for Nothing, Bruins
6-1? They lost 6-1? On my fucking birthday? Thanks for nothing, Bruins. Way to kick a red head when he’s down. Damn it!
As the hockey world was imploding all over the state of Florida, I tried to ease my pain by mixing a song. I think it sounds okay. It probably doesn’t, but I am trying to be nicer to myself now that I am 53 years old and shit.
This is the first of probably 10 songs that will make up the eighth round of The Great 2015 Re-Recording Project, aka Quarantine Tunes Volume Eight, aka the Best of the 2020 50/90 Challenge (as all 10 songs are from that project, similar to how Quarantine Tunes Volume Five was all songs from the 2021 50/90 Challenge… which was WAY better than 2020).
Friggin’ Bruins ruining my friggin’ birthday. Jerks.
Bruins Up 1-0 After One Period
Charlie Coyle and the Boston Bruins are trying to make me feel better after the sudden passing of Steve Albini.
The Bruins are up 1-0 over the Panthers after one period in game two of their second round playoff series.
Maybe they are trying to give me a birthday gift or something. Either way, I’ll take it. Let’s say we hold that lead, Boston. 40 minutes to go.
How Do We Go On?
How are we, as a society of musicians, supposed to carry on without Steve Albini? How are we ever going to recover from this?
My Ears are Killing Me
I said I was going to celebrate my 53rd birthday with a work-on-music day and that’s just what I’ve done.
I have worked on new recordings of five old songs. Two songs got lead guitar tracks. Two songs got rhythm guitar tracks and vocals. One final song got bass, drums, rhythm guitars, and vocals. I don’t know if the clock is going to cooperate or not, but the three songs that did not get lead guitars today might still get lead guitars today.
I was home alone for all of this guitar playing… so I played through my Fender Deluxe Reverb… the best amp I’ve ever owned… and I played loud. Very loud. The decibel meter on my Apple Watch topped 100 db once. Yeah. My ears are killing me. Oh glorious noise!
Robin seems pretty sad about the news about Steve Albini but she agrees that playing the guitar at a disturbing volume is as good a way to honor his memory as any.
Nooo!!!
Steve Albini died? No!!!
I Probably Mentioned This Already
In my younger days I went to clubs to hear live music all the time. Almost once or twice a week. It was basically my social life. As I got older the frequency was vastly reduced. After the pandemic hit the frequency dropped to a hair above zero.
I went to the Letters to Cleo annual Thanksgiving homecoming show back in November and it was pretty much perfect. That was the last live performance… until four days ago. Scroll back a little, you’ll see it. My daughter, Bellana, performed with the Vermont Symphony Orchestra four days ago and you bet your sweet music loving ass I was in the crowd having my mind blown by the Mozart and being so overcome with pride for her that I was close to spontaneously combusting. Literally. Boom. It was amazing.
My step daughter… that little kid I first met when she was six years old and in first grade… one of the two people who have allowed me to be a part of their life as they grew from little person to adult… the woman who used to be the girl who I’ve been blessed to be able to hear sing for most of her life… sang in the choir with a freaking symphony orchestra performing a Mozart masterpiece.
That was my most recent live performance, all of four days ago, and damn it if that is going to be tough to top.
Bed Time Tunes
Don’t mind me, just sneaking in a little quality GarageBand time before bed.
