Success and Failure

The days playing guitar streak has hit seven! One full week, babie! I added a new song idea last night. It was short and super easy. I put rhythm guitars on it this morning after finishing my faux jog (yog) in the cellar. I didn’t plan it that way, it just worked out. I finished the one song with enough time to take a picture and write this post.

That’s the successful part of the morning. What’s the failure? Is it senility in my old age? I say that with a tiny percentage of seriousness after witnessing what my mother went through over her last decade.

Last night I put up a to do list for this morning. It included taking the trash out to the street. Today is Wednesday. Our trash pick up is Tuesday. How did I get that wrong? How did I screw up the days like that? I was already worried that our outside barrel was too full, now it has to go a whole second week. Shit. Also, today is recycling pick up. That means the recycling has to go a whole two extra weeks. What the fuck, Robert?

Okay. Time to pack up the lunch for work and get showered and dressed. I don’t think I can fuck those two things up. At least I played a little. Focus on that, you moron.

Cats

The cats seem especially cute tonight, so here you go.

Minor League Baseball

I had a weird moment this morning. A weird moment where I really wanted to get back into minor league baseball. I don’t know where it came from, or why, but there it was.

My father used to split a season ticket package for the old Lowell Spinners team. We went to a ton of games and I always really enjoyed it. The Spinners no longer exist. I never went to a Pawtucket Red Sox game. They don’t exist either, though they are now in Worcester, which is easier for me to get to. I haven’t been to a Worcester game either. There’s the Portland Pirates up in Portland, ME. I’ve never been to one of their games either.

The team I forgot about, that is suddenly very interesting to me, is the New Hampshire Fisher Cats. They play in Manchester. Manchester is really close to home. Jen and I went to a Fisher Cats game on one of our first dates.

I suddenly really want to go to a Fisher Cats game. I asked Jen if she’d go to a game with me this summer and she said sure, though she looked at me like I was weird. I think it stems from me wanting to go to a UMass Lowell hockey game this year, but never actually getting to one. I think this is an extension of that.

I miss minor league sports. I miss live baseball. I miss live hockey. I miss live music. I miss live life, a little. Not too much. I’m still 100% introvert, you know.

This is a weird state of mind I suddenly find myself in. Maybe I’ll catch a Fisher Cats game and this state of mind will go away. We’ll see.

Six Days and Counting

The consecutive days of guitar playing streak is up to six days. I didn’t get any playing in last Wednesday as it was a commuting day and I didn’t get up early enough. The following six days, including this morning, I played at least a little bit. I used my SG to put leads on two songs from May. I played especially poorly. I don’t think it was rust this time, I think it was physical impairment. Specifically, my finger tips didn’t work correctly, in part because the calluses are gone but the pre-callus blisters are coming in. Ouch. When I took a shower after I finished my crappy playing the hot water hitting my fingers stung like a mutha.

Oh well. Hopefully I’ll get up early enough to get a little playing in tomorrow, given that it is another commute day. It would be nice to have the streak hit the full week mark.

The playing was bad today and so were the obligatory pointless pictures. I had to take a second batch because the first batch was crap.

The Streak is Alive

I should go back through the blog and figure out how many days in a row I have played guitar now. I think it’s five. Maybe four. Probably five. I don’t know.

I put lead guitar parts onto two songs this morning. Both are pretty bad, but not too bad… if you know what I mean.

The Musical Weekend Continues

I stuck to my guns and played some guitar today. Again. That is like four days in a row or something like that. My playing isn’t improving, but that’s okay, right? I put lead guitars onto one song and rhythm guitars onto another. That means I have one song completely tracked. There will be a song submitted for Record Every Month this month. Pat yourself on the back, Robert.

Window Cat

I am not sorry about all of the cat pictures today.

Strike a Pose

She’s not really posing. I opened the windows in the living room and she’s just looking outside.

Sunday Car Music

I over slept by quite a bit this morning, but I still managed to sneak out for some singing in the car. I had two songs ready to go, both from May. I was thinking of writing the melody and lyrics for a June song while on mic, the way I always used to do it back in the old days, but when the time came I just decided to go home.

Here’s the view from my “mobile studio” today. Same as yesterday. Literally. I was in the same parking spot.