No score after one period. I’ve only watched a couple of minutes.
I hate to sound repetitive, but I really, really, really need Tampa Bay to win tonight.
No score after one period. I’ve only watched a couple of minutes.
I hate to sound repetitive, but I really, really, really need Tampa Bay to win tonight.
This Haunted, Abandoned Village in Scotland Can Be Yours for $173,000
Take my money, please!
I don’t mind sharing the property with a ghost. We can do some research to find out how to make ghosts like you instead of scare you and then we can have the ghost predict the future for us. Let the riches roll in, babie! Hey ghost lady, can you give us the line on this week’s Powerball? Thanks, ghost lady!
I’ve always wanted to live on a lake. In this case I would technically be living on a Loch, but I think I will be okay splitting that particular hair. I might even take up fishing, though I think I’m more of a catch and release kinda guy than kill it and grill it.
Of course, the best part about living in Scottland? No trump supporters. Kiss my kilt wearing ass, fascists.
And the award for the world’s worst hide-and-seek player goes to this huge mutha of a garter snake.

Congrats, dumb ass. Where are the hawks when we need them?
They failed to complete the sweep. Montreal won game four 3-2 in overtime.
Damn it, Tampa Bay. You had one job. Eliminate Montreal in four games and win the Stanley Cup for the second consecutive year. One friggin’ job.
Game five is Wednesday night in Tampa Bay. Win it at home, Lightning. Or else. Or else what? Exactly.
You read that correctly. They are heading into overtime tied at two. Tampa Bay is going to start the OT period with three minutes of power play time thanks to an idiotic high stick penalty against Montreal. I’ll take it.
Let’s go Lightning!
There should be car music tomorrow. We will see how I feel in the morning.
How’d we do today? One new song under way for a total of six. All have rhythm guitars and three have lyrics. Not bad for day two.
I usually don’t stress over melodies. These shitty songs are lucky they get any melody at all. Tonight though I found myself trashing something. I was working over a riff that has some really weird syncopation and I was playing a pretty simple melody. Shortly after wrapping up the phrase it started feeling familiar. I eventually placed it… it was a song from this year’s RPM Challenge.
Stupid melody. Stupid, stupid melody.

Robbie’s making chicken and quinoa again. Duck and cover.

For the second night in a row I have stayed up late. Last night it was to kick off 50/90 at midnight. Tonight it was to watch Rick and Morty with Harry.
Tonight’s was a very good decision.