Windows updates are just the worst, aren’t they? Seriously!
I just got prompted to reboot to take a Windows update. Okay, I guess. I was kind of moving between tasks at that moment so it seemed like as convenient a time as any. I rebooted.
30 minutes later* and it’s finally letting me log back in! Damn, Windows updates are just the worst!
*Yeah, it was more like 2-3 minutes, maybe. Time has a way of distorting while you’re taking an OS update, doesn’t it? It’s like Covid. Thanks to Covid, the year 2019 is simultaneously yesterday and 200 years ago.
To quote the great Douglas Adams, “time is an illusion. Lunch time, doubly so.”
I woke up in a mood today. I don’t know what is bothering me. I feel a sense of doom and gloom. Am I suddenly psychic (Robert pauses the narrative to let anyone reading along finish laughing hysterically) and something is on the horizon?
Nope. Just in another bitchy mood. I didn’t get enough sleep last night and it shows. I have a small project at work that is hanging over me like a dark cloud. It’s not a big deal, I just don’t have the energy to deal with it. Crud, right?
The traffic was crappy this morning, but it was the normal level of crappy, not some extra thick level of crappy or anything. I don’t know.
Hey, did you watch the season finale of The Acolyte last night? It was good. I liked it. I liked the whole season though I will quickly admit that the action heavy episodes were by far the best of the bunch. No spoilers, but that scene last night where you actually see the light saber do that thing that light sabers are supposed to be able to do? You know, the thing that we never saw Anakin or Dooku or Maul or Palpatine actually do even though we all saw the end result? Hint Hint Sithy Hint? Awesome.
That should be putting me in a good mood, right? Star Wars is like my own personal dopamine fix. Nope. I was all smiles watching it last night, but today? Grumpy gus. Or should I call myself Darth Grumpy Gus? Does that work better?
No guitar playing today. Maybe before work tomorrow. I did use a guitar for today’s photo a day picture. I think the next time I play I am going to use a different guitar. I haven’t played my Gibson SG in ages and it’s kind of calling to me. My wife thinks that guitar looks cool so that alone should be incentive to play it more often, don’t you think?
Okay. Cheer up, everyone. It’s hump day or some shit. For my personal work week, once I get through the day in the office today, I am working from home for the rest of the week. That should cheer me up, right? Ugh.
Not bad for a random Tuesday. I put rhythm guitars onto the only two songs that didn’t have rhythm guitars. Then later I added two new songs (numbers 18 and 19), both with MIDI bass and drums and a full song form.
I’m in the office today so it’s going to be another slim chance of good progress. Maybe I can sneak in a lyric before I fall asleep tonight. That’s the hope at least.
Hey folks, how is your day going? I hope it is going well. No scary things going on at work. Nothing too challenging, but enough going on to keep you engaged.
I wanted to write something for an end of my lunch break kind of post, but I gots nothin’. Nothing at all.
So… yeah. A content free post. Maybe that will be my new thing? I ran out of daily writing prompts and should come up with some new schtick to replace it. Maybe long winded posts that don’t have any actual substance can be my thing now.
I overslept a little this morning. Instead of being down cellar doing my daily exercise at about 5:20am, I kicked things off at about 6:30. Not the end of the world by any stretch of the imagination, but still… not what I wanted. I have become a creature of routine in a kind of negative way since my weight loss surgery. When I get off of the normal workflow I get bitchy. Sorry about that.
I started my silly running in place thing (pronounced “yogging” with a soft “j”, thank you Ron Burgundy) which should last about 48 minutes. I had to pause the proceedings three times. Two of them were not a big deal and I could easily get over them, but one was just dumb. At the risk of too much information, I had to use the bathroom. Oh come on, Robert. You couldn’t have taken care of that before you started? You couldn’t have held it until after? Ugh. Dumb ass. Instant bitchy.
I was able to get everything I needed to do before work done. I also snuck in some guitar playing. I put rhythm guitars onto the two song ideas I started yesterday. I wanted to add a lead track to a song or two as well, but that was where the time cut needed to happen. Next time. I hope.
Why do I let little scheduling hiccups like having to use the bathroom at a random time get under my skin this way. Grrrrr. I don’t know.
Here’s a couple of guitar pictures, just because. I snapped them while listening to playbacks of the new tracks. Multitasking, as it were.
Not much happened on day 12, but I did hit an important, albeit meaningless and silly, project milestone.
I added two new song ideas. Just MIDI bass and drums and a full song form. Both are under three minutes. One in 4/4 time and one in 7/8 time.
That meaningless milestone? 50 songs in 90 days is roughly equivalent to 50 songs in three months. If I am to keep up and stay on pace to finish on time, how many songs do I have to work on per month? 50/3 = 16 2/3 songs per month.
The two songs I added yesterday were idea numbers 16 and 17… and we still have half of the first month left to go. I am officially on pace.
So the orange pile of fascist goo has had a day. First he had his classified documents court case dismissed because… well, because the judge overseeing the case was one of his appointees. The “legal” reason the judge used was that the appointing of the special council was unconstitutional? Based on which constitution, I wonder? I don’t think she was referring to the US Constitution. Maybe she was referring to some theoretical post-project 2025 constitution? Who fucking knows.
After that, the orange shit clown announced his running mate. It’s a maga piece of dung from Ohio, JD Vance. Is senator Vance open to being murdered by the maga cult the way the orange nazi fuck wanted his last VP to be murdered? Is this Vance dick a pro-gallows kinda guy?
Today’s photo a day challenge pic is of the thing that likely won’t be a part of today’s 50 songs in 90 days challenge.
Funny how that works out, right? So many silly internet based personal creative challenges that have no actual meaning to anyone on the planet including me, even though I am the bozo working on them.
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