My father got to see my mother today for the first time in a long time. Mom recognized him but wasn’t in a good way. I suppose it could have been worse. When I got there she was in a rough place. It’s difficult, but I’d feel worse if I couldn’t get there.
Back at the house, Jen has introduced Harry to Arrested Development. We are burning through it at breakneck pace.
We are also planning to go for a walk in Boston tomorrow. Both film cameras are coming. When the Nikon runs out of film the Pentax will take over.
Until then, we are about 90 minutes away from winning Mega Millions. 1.1 Billion US dollars? I’ll take it.
What do I want to do tomorrow? Besides the 0.75% of a band practice. I don’t know.
Visit my mother? I could use a little of that. I saw dad today but it’s been a week since I’ve seen mom.
Work on the 50 songs in 90 days thing? Maybe. Probably not.
Get up at sunrise and mess around with cameras again? That would be fun, but where would I go? I’ve hit my favorite spots in town. Maybe downtown Lowell? Maybe the river walk in Lowell? Maybe the Shawsheen river in Tewksbury? I know a couple of good spots, but if the Shawsheen there is as dry as the Spicket here it might not be worth it. Boston? Too far away.
Stay in bed constantly refreshing eBay all day? I’m still the highest bidder but there are 22.5 hours remaining.
Pet the kitty all day?
Finish Umbrella Academy and start Stranger Things or Orville or Westworld or….
I don’t know. In the immortal words of Traffic, from their second record, Who Knows What Tomorrow May Bring?
I’m on track today. I started work before starting breakfast, which I don’t like, but otherwise all is well. My day’s exercise is done, the laundry is running and the bed is made and things are looking good. I just want another day for the weekend, that’s all.
I only got four hours of sleep Saturday night, thanks to the sunrise chasing. Last night I got seven hours but the numbers were as good as I’ve ever seen. I don’t know if that’s enough though because I am pretty seriously sleepy right now.
I stayed up later than I should have last night because I was being a camera nerd. Well… a camera researching nerd. Is that a thing? I was on youtube watching videos of common film photography mistakes, and tips and tricks for film photography beginners, and videos of people taking their Pentax K1000 on street photography photo walks around various places. I’ve done that a couple of times in Boston and New York. Well… usually I was doing something else and just took my camera with me and pretended I was on a photo walk.
I want to do it again with Dad’s camera now. Like… lets do it now! I need to get some fast film so I can do it at night too (assuming I don’t screw up loading the film again). I want to start at the old Tower Records location and just walk down Newbury Street to the Common, and then walk through the theater district, and then go back up to the building formerly known as the Hancock building and the church next door, and then go to the North End and go through the farmers market, and then, and then, and then. Man, I friggin’ love Boston. Screw Covid for keeping us away.
Oh, and then we need to go to New York, and then we need to go back up to the mountains and find waterfalls. All of it.
Also, if I don’t play my guitar soon I am going to die. Just saying. Thursday is the day I have pegged for trying to trade in my Strat. If they give me cash I will use that cash for the upgrades to the two 1970’s Gibsons.
Okay. Time to take on Monday. Mondays suck. I wanna go to Boston and wander around instead. Unless it starts raining… and it’s supposed to rain. Crud.
The Bruins beat the Panthers tonight. Woah! Sure FLA is the best team in the East by a mile and have nothing to really play for in the last days of the regular season, but still… cool! We beat the Panthers!
I checked the Red Sox score too, expecting some karmic balancing, but the Red Sox are leading the Blue Jays in the eighth. Wow! I probably jinxed them, of course, but cool!
Jen and I spent our Sunday morning prepping the kitchen and the dining room both for the next week’s worth of contractors and for what comes after the contractors are done. Mostly we just talked about redesigning things and cleaning up some of the places that require changes. We also built the first piece of pre-fab kitchen furniture. The ball is rolling and it is out of control.
The Bruins traded for a new defenseman and the Red Sox signed a new infielder (I think). I don’t know either of them because I am completely out of touch, but they both received long term contracts so maybe they’re both pretty good? I hope so. I missed the last couple of Bruins games so I didn’t hear that Bergeron is injured. Shit.
I may have made a decision about music last night and it may result in more annoying blog posts. Duck and cover kids. It was well after midnight and I should have been asleep but I was wide awake. I started poking through my Alonetone account. I listened to a few things from the last couple of re-recording projects. I thought to myself… do I want to do another one? I have six “albums”, do I want to do a seventh? There are two or three songs from last month’s RPM Challenge that might be worth another look. There’s also a couple of songs from the previous RPM that might be worthwhile too. Shit… I think I am starting to put together Quarantine Tunes Volume Seven. Just when you thought it was safe to listen to music again.
Spring officially began about an hour and 10 minutes ago. We survived another Winter. Now we just need to avoid any unscheduled Spring snow. That would be nice, right?
Okay. I need to do some laundry. I’ll talk to you later.
It was announced today that the 2023 NHL Winter Classic will be held at Fenway Park… again. Fenway Park was the home of the game in 2010 when the Bruins beat the Flyers 2-1 on a legendary (to Bruins fans at least) overtime goal by Marco Sturm. Massachusetts also hosted the Winter Classic one other time, at Gillette Stadium in Foxborough, but we won’t be talking about that shit of a game.
I will watch the game if I can. January 1st… we may be in Disney World, though that probably won’t happen until a couple of days later? I wonder if we’ll be on a plane. Hmmmmm. If we are visiting The Mouse, maybe I will watch the game from the hotel room (he said kiddingly).
The tweet doesn’t say who we’ll be playing, but given that the guy who owns the Red Sox and Fenway Park now owns the Pittsburgh Penguins, how much do you wanna bet we will play the Pittsburgh Penguins?
We’re going to get slammed tomorrow. I am trying to get a consensus on the snowfall projections. It looks like it’s either 12-18″, 18-24″, or more than 24 inches. Two feet. Crap.
In other words, it’s a Five French Toast Slices storm.
Someone at work today asked if we all had our French Toast supplies (eggs, milk, bread). Someone else sent a link to the French Toast Alert System. I am overwhelmed with glee over having this in my life now.
The site has a storm alert rating based on slices of French Toast:
Tomorrow’s storm is waffling between 4 slices and 5 slices. Either way, Harvey Leonard is happy, and old ladies are getting run over in the supermarket milk section.
It’s chaos out there, and it hasn’t even started yet.
I didn’t see the Bruins game yesterday. I know they played Vancouver and somehow did not win by 20, which is sort of telling as to how the season is going so far. Vancouver is having a really, really bad time this year and we didn’t slaughter them. We’re not that good either, I fear. I didn’t want to admit it, but there it is.
Anyway, I didn’t see the game, so I didn’t see the play in question, but Brad Marchand was suspended for three games today. Now I don’t want to see the play because… crud. Just what we need.
So hockey is frustrating these days. What about baseball? Baseball can’t be frustrating. It’s the offseason, right? Well, here’s how out of touch I am. I learned today that we’re a couple of days away from a lock out. Oh, lovely.
Both of the sports I am following are bumming me out, big time. Crud. Again. Crud.