I’m watching some San Diego Padres baseball on TV right now because I very much want to go back there.
This is a super subtle hint. Super subtle. Heh heh
I’m watching some San Diego Padres baseball on TV right now because I very much want to go back there.
This is a super subtle hint. Super subtle. Heh heh
Last year I bought a guitar pedal. Right, I bought 10000 pedals, but I’m talking about one specific pedal. A really great clone of a Sovtek Big Muff Pedal. Aces. Mostly. There were a couple of things about it that were a bit of a let down, but overall? Aces.
Then a couple of months ago, the company that made my Ace pedal announced that they were making a Super version of it. It would fix the flaws, add some new features, and have a second pedal built into it. Oh hell yes. They set up pre-orders and I pre-ordered.
They were supposed to start shipping on June 1st. On June 11th I finally got a shipping notification. Yesterday I checked the tracking number and it said the expected delivery date was today! Yes! Russian Fuzzy Goodness!
Then when I woke up this morning I had an email. Turns out the Russian Fuzzy Goodness that I was going to get in the mail today is defective and has to be returned to be fixed. Sonofa…. There are two toggle switches. Switch A is wired to switch B and vice versa. They need to be rewired so that they switch the right thing.
The pedal came in the mail today. I am not even going to open the envelope it came in. I’m just going to print out the return label they sent me today and I am going to mail it back. I am so sad.

The chipmunks are not as afraid of humans as you would expect. Is the rodent revolution imminent?
Hipstamatic… I just can’t give it up, you know?




Today is the first family BBQ day of the year. 

Sitting on the patio with my back to the bird feeders, pondering the way the chipmunks seem to think the patio belongs to them when I hear a little commotion from behind me.
There were birds on the feeders and squirrels hanging out beneath them and all the critters dashed off at the same time. I turned around to see what was up, just in time to see a hawk fly out of the yard into the woods.
I think I just missed seeing a hawk grab his dinner off of my bird feeder. Sweet Christmas, did that just happen?
It’s black and white so it’s totally art, right?