Patches and I are caught up on The Mandolorian. We agree that we can’t wait for the next episode, and we don’t want the season to ever end.

Patches and I are caught up on The Mandolorian. We agree that we can’t wait for the next episode, and we don’t want the season to ever end.



A full week before Thanksgiving and the Christmas decorations are leaking out.
I left the house tonight and went somewhere that required me to actually get out of the car. Crazy, huh?
A package needed shipping. There were people around, but no one within about 50 yards so it was quarantine-safe. I still had a mask and gloves on, just in case.
Social distance like a mo-fo, bro.
Furry black hole.

I inherited a super swanky, fancy keyboard from my wife today. It’s so blissfully clickity clackity!

I told myself I was going to restrict myself to two pedals for the November music. That lasted through six songs and part way into the seventh. First I swapped out an overdrive for a fuzz so I could do some noisy bits. Then I dropped both pedals and went back to my regular pedal board. I just like it better, and it’s got the digital delay that I wanted to use.
Oh well, sometimes plans change, right?
Went out for some car music today. Decided to drive home via the ugly clock down town. Took this pic blindly, over my shoulder, while turning onto route 28.
Skills. Mad skills.


