Lily is wishing her mother, Robin, a happy Cat Mother’s Day.
You can tell today is a special occasion because Lily is being nice to Robin rather than chasing her around like she wants to kick the shit out of her.
Lily is wishing her mother, Robin, a happy Cat Mother’s Day.
You can tell today is a special occasion because Lily is being nice to Robin rather than chasing her around like she wants to kick the shit out of her.
The birds seem okay with the new bird feeders. So far, at least.
Unrelated note, my step daughter is coming over for dinner. She was in Connecticut with her step mother yesterday so she’s stopping in at our house for a Mothers Day visit with her mother and me. She’s on her way. It has only been a week since we’ve seen her but I don’t care. Every visit is a happy experience and I can’t wait.
Additional unrelated note, the sky looked cool over Home Depot in Salem, NH today so I took a pointless picture just to pointlessly share with all of you. Bless your hearts for putting up with my pointless drivel.
They are bigger. I don’t think the birds will be able to pop the covers off of these. Are they better? I don’t know. They feel a little flimsy, but the price was right. Let’s see how they hold up to the rigors of back yard bird feeder life.
Non-Hipstamatic filtered Stop Light Theater:
Hipstamatic-filtered Stop Light Theater at the same stop light:
This post brought to you by nothing. Just a red head who is watching The Godfather Part II with the love of his life on a lazy Saturday afternoon.
You’re welcome.
We went to the store to buy a couple pairs of shorts.
We over did it.
The picture only shows about half of the haul we bought.
File under: Yikes.
The Bruins lost 5-2. Friggin’ Bruins.
Robin turns her back on them. I won’t, but she did.
ADDENDUM: I must have missed an empty net goal in the last seconds of the game. The Bruins lost 6-2, not 5-2. Bite me.
No guitar playing today. It’s an office day and I didn’t have time.
Tomorrow though? Maybe? Not at 100 decibels like on Wednesday, but maybe? We’ll see. There’s stuff on the to do list that has to come first, but maybe…
Also, unrelated… cats… in silhouette.
Dueling air fryers. Post-pandemic culinary bliss, babie.
The window in my office is open. I love Spring. So do the cats.
I said I was going to celebrate my 53rd birthday with a work-on-music day and that’s just what I’ve done.
I have worked on new recordings of five old songs. Two songs got lead guitar tracks. Two songs got rhythm guitar tracks and vocals. One final song got bass, drums, rhythm guitars, and vocals. I don’t know if the clock is going to cooperate or not, but the three songs that did not get lead guitars today might still get lead guitars today.
I was home alone for all of this guitar playing… so I played through my Fender Deluxe Reverb… the best amp I’ve ever owned… and I played loud. Very loud. The decibel meter on my Apple Watch topped 100 db once. Yeah. My ears are killing me. Oh glorious noise!
Robin seems pretty sad about the news about Steve Albini but she agrees that playing the guitar at a disturbing volume is as good a way to honor his memory as any.