Okay, I’ll stop this gimmick now. For a while at least.
I just watched Venom. I don’t know why. It was okay. Probably better that a 30% on rottentomatoes.com. Not by much though. Decent but forgettable.
I just checked the MLB scores. The Red Sox won and the Mariners are losing. If that holds then we have the last AL wild card spot. please let it hold.
Okay, bed time. Here’s hoping I get some guitar in tomorrow.
My exercise ring is closed. I am up to 32 minutes. Two minutes over my goal. I usually walk to close the ring. Today I changed it up a little.
I went with the bike. Oh sweet merciful universe did this thing kick my ass. It was in five minute increments wrapped around large chunks of time wallowing in the pain and suffering that riding the bike caused.
Still…. The ring is closed. The activity app can suck it.
I wanted two things for my desk setup in Harry’s room. I wanted something to sit my headset on and I wanted a clock that I could see if I happen to not be sitting at the computer. I found super cheap-o’s on the Amazon. They came today.
The stand works, but the screws in the base don’t tighten all the way so the whole thing feels like it’s going to collapse at any moment.
The clock is a nice looking little thingie. I picked it because it was cheap and because I didn’t see anything in the listing that mentions an alarm. I don’t want an alarm clock. I was in a meeting at 1:00 when the alarm I didn’t realize I set went off. I found the button to shut it off, but will it go off again in the middle of the night? I’m guessing that’s a yes, cap’n.
When Harry comes home and I move back to my bedroom desk they will come with me. Until then… do your jobs, new guys.
I know we looked at my cat in the last post, but let’s do it again. She just jumped on my desk and I needed to document the occasion.
At least in September you can pretend it’s still summer. The calendar says so for most of the month even though the air is getting colder and the plants are starting to die and it’s clearly not summer-like out there. If the calendar says it’s summer then you can still pretend it’s actually summer.
Not so in October. The fight is just over and we lost. Fall is here. Autumn. What the hell is so great about Fall that it gets two names? What a pompous ass. Oh well. New England winter is here. Let’s just get it over with. Only about eight months to go before New England spring finally arrives sometime in late May.
Wanna hear something funny? Last night I published a post that mentioned Jen is joining me on my Facebook crusade. Not long after that post went live she told me that she had just posted to Facebook. Hehe. Spartacus, I ain’t. It’s okay. She posted something really positive that even the vilest of nazi puke can’t touch. Also, who am I kidding. I said I’d try it for seven days. Come 2:00pm on Monday I am going to be posting pics of my guitars to 100 different guitar playing groups just like nothing ever happened. Because… well… in the grand scheme of things… nothing has happened. Nothing is happening. I’m just being a snooty nerd. Who you calling a pompous ass, you pompous ass?
Look at my cat.
I worked on another song last night. Another summer song to be redone. Now that it’s October I need to write something too. The Record Every Month Challenge is still a thing. Get to work, you pompous ass.
No, literally. Get to work. It’s 8:54am. Go punch in and be productive.
Happy Friday, everyone. Eight hours and 36 minutes until the weekend. The glorious first October weekend.
Behold! The melting candle! Yet again!
Hello again, Hello Fresh.
This is the first Hello Fresh meal Jen didn’t like. Something about the cinnamon and paprika on the pork maybe?
We have seen deer on three of the last four days.
Hello, Hello Fresh.
It was good. There was cheese in the crust but not enough to ruin it for me.
Yesterday we had a visit from Bambi’s mother. Today we get a visit from Bambi himself. White spots and all.
Inside the Red Head's Head 