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Repetition

I was working on some lead guitar parts tonight and realized that I once again wrote the same song twice. Insert frustrated sigh here. The structure of song #48 is almost exactly the same as the structure of song #51. I mean the actual chord changes are similar but not too similar. It’s the idea that is the same. I keep doing it. I think I have to use some of the same lyrics and make it a two part song. Lame.

Gear nerd put the Black Lives Matter pedal back onto the big pedal board. The whole reason I bought it was to pair it with the KTR which is the best overdrive pedal on Earth.

Dusty stuff

Also, Klon is about to start shipping a slightly redesigned KTR and I might have to get one because Klon.

Also, this guitar is fucking awesome.

Bucket

Okay, unrelated topic. What do we think of the whole Instagram-as-photo-hosting-site thing? I will always prefer Flickr, but is this okay? I’m thinking no.

Slight Improvement

This holds more water than the last thing and I can empty it by sticking the hose from the wet vac into it.

The blender thing is I used yesterday overflowed a little last night so I felt the need to upgrade. It only works if I check it regularly though.

Screw you, lake asshole.

The Source

Our meeting with the plumber today uncovered the source of Lake Asshole. Hooray!

I did a little experiment. First, I dug around the cellar and found a container that would fit under the offending leaky pipe, as so:

Next, I let some time pass. I don’t remember how much time but I’m guessing around six hours, give or take. I then brought the container upstairs to dump it in the sink and also took a picture:

At the time this photo was taken, the cellar floor was bone dry. Yeah…. We found the leak.

Audience

Between singing in the car this morning, writing lyrics this afternoon, and playing guitar tonight, I have honestly lost track of everything I’ve done today.

It was cool though, I had an audience while I was tracking guitars. I was down cellar because I was too lazy to set up the bedroom rig that I partially cannibalized for the cellar rig and as I was playing along I noticed this big honkin’ spider hanging out at the base of the stairs, just grooving along.

It was not, as far as I could tell, from Mars.*

*If you don’t get that reference… well I don’t even know what to tell you.