Today is a car maintenance day. Our Kia needs an oil change and an inspection sticker.
I got a late start and expected a huge line at the oil change shop. Nope, no line at all! I pulled straight in! It’s a miracle!
I think the place I normally go to for inspections might be closed today. We will see soon enough. Fingers crossed. 🤞
Once again, super vague. What are the rules? Is this an alive or dead, any humans in history kind of dinner engagement or is it just living people?
Regardless, it’s going to start with my wife and step kids. They are a given.
Who else? The Beatles, of course. But which era Beatles? 1964 Beatlemania Beatles? Pre-fame Hamburg, Germany Beatles? 1966 post-weed, pre-LSD Beatles? Probably that one. Maybe. I don’t know.
World leaders from history? Abe Lincoln and John F Kennedy, obviously. Partly because I could go over all of those weird coincidences between their two presidencies and see if they get a laugh out of it. Teddy Roosevelt would be a good one. He was a fascinating guy. Biden and Obama, of course. Not for political reasons but just to witness the bromance in person.
I would invite the three members of Rush, of course. I would let them sit at their own table though, separate from the rest of the group. I wouldn’t want Neil to be uncomfortable, you know? I would invite the classic 70’s line up of Genesis, but I would be afraid the three private school guys would be savagely fighting all the time the way I have heard they often did, so maybe not?
I would consider inviting Trump and Musk and Besos (sp?) and Zuckerberg (sp?), only to kick them in the balls and then throw them out on their asses. That would be immensely satisfying.
This is a pretty dumb question, but it is slightly amusing to think about. I guess.
I had two plans for my lunch break today. Jen and I were going to go for a short walk. Just to the end of the street and back. Then I was going to cook a hamburger on the grill again. I was hoping to break for lunch around 1:00pm.
At noon I went upstairs for a minute. I had opened all of the windows in the house this morning and it should have been glorious up there but it wasn’t quite. It was really humid and the sky outside was almost completely dark. Like post-sunset dark.
In other words… there was clearly a thunderstorm brewing. I closed the windows. Just in time. Five minutes later the sky fell. Massive, crazy downpour. My lunch plans were completely rained out and I am quite sad about it.
Tonight after work I have to go to the Apple store. I checked the weather. The thunderstorm and the rain ended by about 2:00, I think. The forecast is telling me that there’s a chance for a second round of thunderstorms… right about the time that I get off from work and have to go outside.
Son of a…!
Okay then, this is an interesting question. I am not sure how to respond. The standard answer is booze, right? I don’t drink though so I can’t use that as the answer.
Star Wars. That keeps getting better with age, doesn’t it? Odd that the prequels are getting more popular and more widely accepted as time goes by. Does that mean they are getting better?
It goes against popular convention but I feel marraige gets better with age. Hollywood tells us that the fire and the passion go out after a while, but to me the connection grows deeper and that makes things better. The longer we’re together the more I love my wife and the better our relationship feels. When I come home after a day in the office, the feeling I have when I see her… It’s magic. Truly. I don’t tell her this enough and maybe that’s a negative change, but inside? The way I feel? Yeah, it gets better with age.
We got a pretty late start. I was 36 and she was 32. That was 16 years ago. We didn’t have a wild youthful relationship period the way younger folks in their 20’s do, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I just need to do a better job making sure my beloved bride knows how deeply I love her, and how that love continues to grow with each day.
That’s something that keeps getting better with age.
90 days is about three months. What is 50/3? 16.6. Rounding to the nearest integer means in order to complete 50 songs in 90 days you should average 17 songs per month.
How did I do on day 10? I added two more loose song ideas. How many song ideas are in the pipeline now?
17.
Yeah, babie.
10 minutes before I was supposed to leave for the first full band practice in 3.5 years our singer let us know he was going to be stuck at work and had to back out.
Damn it.
The rest of us still got together. It was loud and fun, the way it should be. I’m not sure when we will be able to try for all four of us again but hopefully it will be soon.
My playing was terrible but most of the songs we played came back to me… eventually. It was good to see Kevin and Mike, and it was fun to play music with other people.
Until next time….
I have an amp and a pedal board at Mike the Bass Player’s house already. Pretty sure there are a bunch of mic stands too. I packed the bare minimum. A mic and a cable. Two guitar cables and an over drive pedal. One electric guitar. One pack of emergency strings.
Assuming my amp works… I’m ready to play.
Now I just have to finish the work day and drive to Mike’s house. I’m ready, kids!
Scenes from lunch time.
Last night I sent a message to the band’s Facebook messenger chat. I asked if we were still on for a practice tonight. Everyone said yes.
It’s been almost exactly a year since Mike, Kevin, and I got together without Greg. It has been a whopping 1,258 days since the last time all four of us were together.
I’m really looking forward to this. I should put new strings on my Les Paul, right?
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