Many years ago I swore I would never turn into one of those clowns who buys Christmas presents for his pets.
Fast forward to today:
Okay so in my defense…
A. It’s not Christmas yet.
B. That perch is so cheap it’s probably going to fall off as soon as Patches looks at it.
I didn’t play any guitar today, but I did work on MIDI tracks and arrangement stuff for a few songs. Just getting them ready for guitars tomorrow. I mean it. Really. I promise.
I even dug a couple of pedals out of the cellar to put into the signal path. I’m serious. I’m going to play some tomorrow. Really.
So We we’re trying to put a Nest sensor into Harry’s room and we were waiting for it to connect. My iPhone was standing on a charger in my room. In a moment of boredom I opened the camera app on my Apple Watch and took some pics. One with the front lens and one with the back.
Two things. One, if you’ve ever wondered what my phone charger’s view looks like, here you go. Two, if ever thought I wasn’t the biggest nerd in the universe, now you know better.
Jennifer asks and Jennifer receives.
There are only like three dishes I know how to make and tacos with ground turkey is one of them.
Wreaths. Two of them. HoHoHo.
Patches says, “make the bed, fatty!”
She’s so mean to me.
Patches is pissed. She wants me to punch out of work and go watch the new episode of Hawkeye.
Damn, calm down cat. I need to make dinner first.
Patches sat on me because she heard me say I wanted to work on some music tonight.
No, don’t do it, she said. We can’t handle such torture.
She’s probably my biggest fan.
Wanna make somethin’ of it? Do ya, punk?
Assuming I don’t need to add an additional song, I think I finished all of the guitars and all of the vocals for November today. Oh my goodness, my finger tips are on fire. Burning hell fire finger tips. Good heavens.
I think I can stop using the Vox MV50 amp now. I should be able to put it back into the living room with the electric piano. It’s going to be there all setup when the kids come home for Christmas break.
They came over today and decorated the tree and packed up their stuff for school and left. I’m sad for me and excited for them. As usual, right? I just love them. You know how it is.
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