Patches wormed her way in between us and just made herself at home.

She just better hope I don’t roll over. Can you say squish?
Patches wormed her way in between us and just made herself at home.

She just better hope I don’t roll over. Can you say squish?

Bellana is going into a study abroad program next month. Her Spring Semester will be in Europe. While she’s world traveling, some one is going to have to look after her plants. Our plant stash is going up from three plants to five (the Japanese Peace Lily is out of the shot).
Here’s hoping I don’t kill them.
I am trying to come up with a Patches/Hawkeye pun and Cat Barton is the best I have. Sorry. I know it sucks.
We are up to date on Hawkeye.
Carry on.

To quote the great Austin D. Powers, International Man of Mystery, when he finishes a photo shoot, “and I’m spent.”
I already wrote how I spent my lunch break cranking out vocal tracks. Tonight Jen and I had dinner and watched the girl from LA Story break up with the boy from Northern Exposure* and then she went off to the World of Warcraft and I went to the world of shitty guitar playing and shittier song writing.
I spent about two hours recording and was so into it that I forgot to eat anything ahead of tonight’s intermittent fasting time, or drink anything. I’m already hungry and I’m so dehydrated I have a sore throat.
I didn’t finish everything on my plate, but I did a ton. I put leads on the Record Every Month song. It’s ready to mix now. I put leads on the final re-recording vol. 5 song. It too is ready to mix. I put leads onto one vol. 6 song, and put leads and rhythm onto two more. All three are now ready to mix.
There was one more vol. 6 song ready for leads but I was so fried that I could barely move my fingers. I’m also not mixing anything tonight. My ears are toast too.
The four vol. 6 songs are all from before I started using GarageBand. Two of them are from the first RPM Challenge I did after moving into Chez Duplex with Jen. I didn’t finish the challenge on time, but I did finish it a couple of months late. There were only two songs worth listening to that year and I worked on new versions of both of them tonight. How’s that for nerd nostalgia? Is your heart feeling all warm and fuzzy now? Awwww.
*Sex and the City
Patches looks thrilled to see me pointing a camera at her.
Pout babie, pout.

It’s been so long since we’ve seen the Japanese Peace Lily bloom, and here’s this little sucker looking like it was going to and suddenly it’s turning brown!
Aw, come on you son of a bitch! Bloom, damn it!!

You know how when you live in the woods you often hear noises coming from somewhere in the trees and you can almost never see whatever it is that’s making the noise?
Why is it, when you go outside in the daylight, that noise always sounds like a squirrel or a chipmunk or something small enough that you can step on it and put it out of its misery, but when you go outside at night that sound always sounds like a deer, or a coyote, or a bear, or a gorilla, or a manbearpig or a Targaryen dragon?
While you ponder that, check out the moon. iPhone astrophotography and shit.

I’ve got a bike, you can ride it if you like. It’s got a basket, a bell that rings, and things to make it look good. I’d give it to you if I could but I borrowed it.

I get up for one minute and BAM! Patches steals my spot.

That’s where I sleep, Patches! Go find your own spot!