Patches is bummed out over the ice cream fail.

Patches is bummed out over the ice cream fail.

Oh sweet merciful fate, it is here at last. Oh joy oh rapture oh bliss….
It is Friday. Friday at last.
The weekend is less thank nine hours away. It cannot get here fast enough.
It.
Cannot.
Get.
Here.
Fast.
Enough.
It’s Friday!
Happy Socially Distanced Friday, everyone! Wash your hands, wear your mask, and Black Lives Matter.
It’s Friday!

Hey Patches, don’t hog the Apple TV remote, you remote hog.

The guitar was played today and recordings were made.
The Keeley D&M Drive doesn’t play with the Klon KTR as nicely as the OCD did and there’s some mushy, flubby tone on two of the songs to prove it. I’ve got it figured out though. The tone will improve. The new wah was also recorded for the first time. There were many, many takes. I screwed up many, many times.

The power company gave us an estimated time for getting the power back of 11:30.
It came back on at 11:31.
One. Minute. Late.
Bastards! They were trolling us*! Bastards!
*No they weren’t.

Battery operated Hue light, dangerously balanced.
