The damn deer are still out in the woods right now but it’s too dark to do anything about them. To add insult to injury, they are steadily moving closer to our yard! They are just messing with me now,

I snapped a couple of pictures of the year’s first deer. Are you guys sick of these yet?

This is the acquisition that lead to the free gift microphone that I’ll never use but mentioned the other day.

It’s so… Small.

Who owns http://methuenma.net/? I found a bunch of my crappy pictures from Flickr posted there. The stuff from the public group has my user name attached. The slide show of all of my crappy Methuen pictures does not. It still links back to me, so it’s okay. I’m just curious.

Oh, and here’s the slide show I’m talking about… I don’t waste too too much time on stuff like this, do I?

Wanna know what is important?

Windshield washer.

No, really!

You wouldn’t think so, but really it is.  I don’t believe I ran out of it today, I just think the line was frozen.  We got about an inch of snow last night.  Nothing special, just kind of annoying.  I was on route 495 south today and the sand from the snow treatments started dirtying up my windshield.  I tried to clean it off but, as I said, the washer line was frozen.  No big deal.

Until I pulled onto route 2, that is.  Route 2… East.  The sun shining directly onto the windshield took all of that mud and dirt and made it glow a bright yellow/orange.  It was like taking the sunlight and directing all of the brightness directly into my retinas.  That was bad.  Really bad.  But wait, there’s more!  The road was wet too, so the sun shining onto the wet road reflected onto my already glowing windshield like a second sun which also focused directly into my retinas.  So I was blind twice.  I could look up and see the sun and be blinded, or I could look down and see the reflection and be blinded.

If I had some windshield washer available all of these problems would have gone away.

Windshield washer is wicked important!

Apparently the Bruins coasted through tonight’s game in New Jersey, patiently waiting for me to turn on the game and start listening.

It was 1-0 Devils when I first checked in. Here we are about five minutes later and it’s 3-1 Bruins.

Sorry to keep you all waiting.

Go Bruins!

This is the start of what often happens when one joins a band.

We start acquiring gear. This is the first example. Kinda… This is actually the “free gift” portion of the start of the new band acquisition syndrome.

It has begun, but I am going to fight the syndrome this time. Nothing more after this (strings don’t count).

Except maybe for that neat looking Boss Harmonizer stomp box… Or maybe something that simulates a rotating speaker… Or a 6 & 12 string double neck guitar like a Gibson ED1275… Or… Or…

I sometimes listen to Sports Radio on 98.5 The Sports Hub in Boston during my commutes.  After working in college radio for three years I have learned to really loath some aspects of commercial radio… namely the commercials.  Every 20 minutes you get slammed with up to 10 minutes of non-programming between commercials and news updates and station IDs and general crap.  It takes all the fun out of radio for me.

WUML… station ID at the top of the hour.  Two PSAs per hour, one recorded and one live.  Done and done, the rest of the time was programming.  Granted when my show was a talk show it was filled with mostly awful talk show programming, and when it was just music it was generally music that no one but me had any interest in listening too, but at least there were no friggin’ commercials!

What was I going to talk about?

Oh yeah, the Slingbox.

98.5 blitzkriegs you with Slingbox commercials.  The idea of a Slingbox is nice and all but I don’t know a single human being who actually owns one.  That leads me to my question… does anyone actually own a Slingbox?  At this point I don’t even care if anyone actually uses one, does anyone actually own one.  I’m not exactly a social butterfly (I just said I spent three years on college radio… duh?) so I don’t know that many people, but does anyone out there in internets land actually own a Slingbox?