Best Birthday Ever

My wife got me a birthday present yesterday. Something so far above and beyond the call of duty that I was literally speechless.

It’s a brand spanking new Gibson Les Paul Standard 50’s (tobacco burst). The one with the big chunky neck that after one day I already love more than words can express.

I spent about an hour and a half to two hours just noodling and then recording some parts. My finger tips are killing me, and they are pitch black from the lacquer rubbing off. It’s so friggin’ cool I can’t get over it. What a kick ass birthday present. I had no idea. None. Zero. I am shocked and awed and very thankful.

What a way to kick off my 50’s! Let’s get the band together so I can show it off! Awesome!

Happy Mother’s Day

Last week I asked my love what she wanted to do for Mother’s Day. She said to make her breakfast.

Done!

Harry was on waffles, I was on bacon and sausage.

Happy Mother’s Day, Jen! We love you so much and we are thankful for all the things you do for us.

Hidden in the Ceiling

This morning before work I went to the cellar to do some laundry. While there I took a few minutes to do some walking and start today’s exercise.

I was shuffling along, looking at the recently repaired duct work in the ceiling and checking out where they removed the ceiling tiles. That’s when I found this….

Huh? What the hell? What could that be doing there, screwed into the joist, hidden by the drop ceiling. I have no idea.