I was just in my dad’s apartment for the first time since he passed away.
That was rough.
I was just in my dad’s apartment for the first time since he passed away.
That was rough.
The clock strikes 5:30pm.
I sign myself out of work.
And thus my week long staycation begins!
Oh, happy day!

I played some guitar this morning. Judging by the above screen shot from my Apple Watch, I may have changed up the recording workflow a smidge.
Oh yes, yes I did.
I played through a speaker. Instead of using my Fender Bassbreaker 15 and my Vox MV50 Clean amps with their direct line outputs and speaker cabinet emulation functionality, I plugged into my Fender Deluxe Reverb. In the next photo you can see that the power light is on and it is glorious.
I then did the craziest thing ever. I took the volume knob and turned it up. Way up. It wasn’t full blast, but it was close enough for a Thursday morning. In the next photo you will see proof.
The volume was a smidge under nine. Again, glorious. Spectacular. I had an overdrive pedal boosting the input signal as well and it was distorting nicely. Tube amps are just the best things ever. I should have actually brought the volume down a little as the signal was over compressing to the point of being a squashed, squirely mess, but that’s okay. I’m just making demoes, right?
I played my SG because it was out of the case and sitting on the stand next to my desk. I probably should have played my Les Paul Custom, but this was fine with me. I ended up adding rhythm guitars to one song and leads to another. Oh, and I also added vocals to two songs. Fun. I probably could have snuck in a little more 50/90 challenge work, but I had to get ready for work and didn’t want to risk being late.
The one question that remains to be asked: Are my ears still ringing (about an hour after I stopped playing)?
Why yes, yes they are.
Glorious
It’s midnight and I am still awake.
Why am I still awake when it’s midnight? I don’t get it. I don’t get me.
What the hell are you doing?
Go to sleep, you dumb ass.
We are out to lunch on this fine Sunday.

I’m delaying gratification as the UPS man brought me a new camera lens today and I haven’t played with it yet.
The kids are here so it game time.
The funeral is over but we are not home yet.
Robin is probably waiting patiently… or sleeping.
Today is going to be a tough day for me.
Fortunately, Mr David Gilmour is here to help.
I’m only a couple of songs in, but so far so amazingly, brilliantly, perfectly good.

I’m all dressed up and ready to head out to my father’s wake.
Jen asked how I was doing. I’ll tell you what I told her.
I’m not ready for this.
Lily thinks I should stop slouching and sit up straight.