This says it’s a bass guitar pedal, but it’s actually just a new version of the old Russian tank green models from the 90’s.  I’ve read about lots of guitarist who use this.  

This little guy will be for rhythm parts, and the non-bass nano I already have will be for leads.  That’s the plan at least.

Truth is, I just want to own one of each model dating all the way back to the triangles from 1970, including all of the thousands of clones.

Happy New Pedal Day!

I found this on boston.com today. Want to see the White Mountains in New Hampshire? Check out this video for a taste of what you’ll find. It’s also a nice demonstration of how cool a drone with a go pro camera can be.

I just went outside to fill the two bird feeders. When I opened up the big one I found something heartwarming.

Spider webs.

Yup. It’s heartwarming because it’s nice to know the real owners of our property are just as pleased with the bird feeder situation as I am. Seeing as the spiders outnumber us by about 10000000000000000000 to 1, it only seems fitting to admit that this place is theirs and they just let us stay here. Not the other way around.

Note: slight exaggeration.

Early in the second period and there is no score yet in game 2 of the Stanley Cup Finals.

Remember when this clown was 18 years old and bunked at Martin Lapointe’s house?  Nowadays he’s a Civil War Genneral from Canada.

Last night Mookie Betts hit three home runs for the Red Sox. He became the first player in team history to homer in the first and second innings of a game.

He just did it again.

He has five home runs in his last seven at bats. If Babe Ruth were still alive he’d probably say, “Woah!”

On an unrelated note, Joe Thornton and the San Jose Sharks will tie up the Stanley Cup Finals tonight. Right? Right? Go Sharks!

Patches is not a fan of my guitar playing.  Nope, not at all.

Today is day one of my pre-gig straightening myself out.  How did I do with my two goals for June?

Did I play my guitar?  Yes!  This morning before work I spent about 20 minutes playing.  

Did I eat any crap?  No!  No regular coke, I brown bagged lunch instead of eating fast food, and I didn’t eat any crap between meals.

One day down.

Joe Thornton looks like Mike Napoli.  It’s not helping tonight though.  Penguins lead 3-2 late in the third period.

I have my fist gig since 2005, one month and one day from tomorrow.  If I don’t make changes to my daily routine right now I am going to embarrass the shit out of myself.

Here is what I need to do:

I need to practice the guitar EVERY EFFIN DAY.  I’m not talking hours a day, but at least 15-30 minutes a day.  That includes not only the songs in our sets, but picking exercises, scale exercises, improv exercises.  All of that stuff.  If I were to play in front of an audience right now it would go down as the single worst performance of my life, and I am not ready to hang that hat on my head yet.

I need to make physical changes.  My back and my legs are so screwed up right now that I can’t stand up straight for five minutes, never mind a three hour show.  Stop eating shit.  Stop drinking coke.  Get a little bit of goddamn exercise every day.  Again, 5 minutes would be 5 minutes more than I’m getting right now.  How about building up enough stamina in your back and legs to be able to stand up for an hour at a time, and how about a little strength in your hands to not be in pain when you play.  You’re a big fat ass, Robert, but you aren’t a quadrapulegic.  Stop acting like it.

Now that I’ve spelled it all out, I just have to do it, damn it.

My wife took this.  I had three (3) sips of complementary champagne at dinner tonight.

Three sips and I was loopy.  Freakin’ booze hound.