The cat was just freaking out like an insane person, running around like a complete psycho kitty. I have no idea why.

The cat was just freaking out like an insane person, running around like a complete psycho kitty. I have no idea why.

Hopefully the end result of the current hospital stay will include getting rid of this thing.

I mean the hospital bed, not the walker. I think the walker is here to stay, even if it’s just as an insurance option.
I’m covering a day shift at my mother’s house today as I slowly get back into the swing of that thing. Today is trash day, so I put the barrels out on the street last night so that I wouldn’t have to worry about them this morning.
The squirrels get into my trash barrels all the time, but they have never staged an attack while they were on the street. Until today that is.
The damage wasn’t bad, but one barrel was open and there was a small amount of trash scattered across the front yard. When I went outside to fix things I found two squirrels, three chipmunks and a handful of various birds checking out the wreckage.
Oh good, now the squirrels are cluing the rest of the wild kingdom into the buffet that is the crap we throw away. It’s like some perverse Disney cartoon.
Damn you, rodents. Fuck you, squirrels. We have foxes, bobcats, hawks, owls, and on one occasion a coyote living in the woods behind our house. None of those super predators eat squirrels? Come on, assholes. Control our rodent infestation!
I put lead guitars onto the song that got the vocals during car music this morning. All tracking is done on one song so barring any catastrophic failures I’ll have a song to send into RPM this month.
Before recording that lead track though I recorded the first thing to pop into my head when I picked up my new guitar tonight and wrote a whole song form around it.
You’d think that was a good thing, right? It would be if the first thing that popped into my head hadn’t been 95% the same as the chorus of the car music song. It’s 34 bpm slower, and the turn around in bars four and eight is different, though still similar. Otherwise it’s the same thing.
So what to do with it? Is it a rewrite? No… it’s part two of a two song suite. Yeah, that’s the ticket. Let’s go with that.
I have a stress headache today. It has nothing to do with me driving around the block this morning.

Rick and Morty, Season Five is under way.

You know you’re old when the new episode of Rick and Morty airs in 33 minutes and you’re pretty positive you can’t make it that late.
Damn you, 11:00pm!



Happy Fathers Day to all the Fathers out there.
Especially my father. It’s been a really difficult year and half, but I know we’ll get through it.
I love you, Dad.