Well thanks, random wilderness critters.
I’m neither a mechanic nor an engineer but I’m pretty sure a hole gnawed into your gas tank is not a good thing. I’ve temp fixed it with duct* tape but it’s leaky to say the least.
Yippee.
*The iPhone auto corrected “duct” to “sexy”, the friggin perv.
I’m racing against the coming rain.
I had to go out to find myself some lunch. I ended up here and I don’t even know where here is:
I took this after I packed up because my stuff was all moved around when I got in this morning:
Here is the results of my shitty drive home. Just like shitty old shitty times shitty:
Seems like the older I get the more I feel that “I forgot something” feeling. I had it this morning as I was leaving the house to go to the office for work.
My stomach just rumbled.
I remember what I forgot.
Lunch.
This videos is a commercial and it’s getting on to two years old, but it’s also a nice little history lesson and the three guitars it’s selling are absolutely glorious.
Gibson Les Paul Standards made from 1958-60 are called Bursts and they are the holy grail.
Did some vocals, did some leads, did some rhythm tracks, wrote some lyrics. Not bad. Not as much as I had hoped to do today, but not so bad.
Progressives, for general use…
Intermediates, for computer use…
Lake Champlain. It’s not a Great Lake but it is a pretty great lake. Let’s call it an Almost Great Lake.
