Robin is either my emotional support cat or she just likes napping on the day bed and doesn’t care that I’m in here making noise.
I’m guessing it’s the day bed thing.
Robin is either my emotional support cat or she just likes napping on the day bed and doesn’t care that I’m in here making noise.
I’m guessing it’s the day bed thing.
I fear bad news today and I am stressing out like crazy. Calm down. Focus. It’s going to be okay.
I played a little guitar this morning. It helped a little. I lost track of time though and had to rush to get myself ready for work. Oops.
I have a ton of stuff to get done today at work. I can do it. I can focus. I can handle this stuff.
And right on queue I get pulled into a potentially major issue. Oh good.
The Red Sox and the Astros are playing a day game today. The Sox are up 3-1 in the eighth inning. I’m just watching the game with my dad.
It would be better if we weren’t in a hospital room, but I’ll take what I can get.
I just learned how to call in a lunch order from my dad’s hospital room. I feel like a big boy now.
I played some guitar this morning. I put rhythm and lead tracks onto one 50/90 song, and leads onto two more. I played very poorly and my finger tips have been torn to shreds. Serves me right for going almost a week without playing at all.
Here is a photo to prove that I don’t always have my guitar’s volume controls maxed…
(I was doing the Clapton thing where you use both pickups but roll the neck pickup’s volume off a little. It’s not as famous as his “woman tone” thing [dude, come up with better names for this stuff] but it’s something he did when he was still playing Gibsons. Oh, and the woman tone thing? Play the neck pickup and just turn the tone knob all the way down. He sometimes did it with both picksups as well, turning both tone controls all the way down)
Finally, in case you were wondering…
No guitar playing today. I’m in the office again and there wasn’t time before work and there likely won’t be time after work. I expect the same tomorrow as I’ll be in the office again. That will be three days this week. Ouch.
Thursday though. Expect good news on Thursday (but don’t bank on it).
Obligatory Methuen Center clock pics taken while out running an errand.
Rainy and dark, heading toward Lawrence.
Rainy and dark, heading toward Salem, NH.
I wonder which cat has been eating the leaves off of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Plant Clipping?
I bet it’s this little flirt machine…
Is the hashtag supposed to be #GibsonDay or is it #GibSunday? They both work. Should I just use both of them?
I haven’t played today, but I did get a couple of pics for whichever hashtag is the right one. I am so unhip.
Anyone else jealous?