Out and about. Grocery shopping, running errands, stop light theater pics. The usual.
And just for luck, a bonus picture of a cat cuddling up between me and my wife on the couch earlier this morning. Perfect.
There is no reason for this post. Robin was looking adorable so it had to happen.
I played some guitar this morning before work. I have a nice, positive feeling of accomplishment. Granted what I needed to do was practice for this weekend’s band rehearsal but instead I recorded lead guitar parts for two songs. Quarantine Tunes Volume Seven is done with tracking. I have to mix the two songs I worked on today and then it is on to Volume Eight… which I already have one song that is a guitar solo away from being ready to mix.
I played through the direct output of two amps today. No noise. Headphones only. It is most definitely not as much fun as cranking out some actual sound and moving some air around, but it’s still always great to play. I used my ES-335, as you can see in the obligatory photo…
I wandered around while my lunch was cooking and I took a bunch of pics with my phone. Why? I don’t know. I just felt like it.
The cats are absolutely riveted by the open windows. They can see and hear the back yard bird feeders from my office space (aka my step son’s bed room). They are utterly fascinated.
The temperature outside has topped 60 degrees. It is officially time to start opening the windows! Celebrate the fresh air and the breeze, everyone!
The cats want to wish everyone in Massachusetts a happy Patriots Day, aka Marathon Monday, aka my dad’s birthday!
Dinner is done. It was delicious. I am stuffed to the gills. It’s just about time to load up the car and head to the dawn of the new age of Lizardfish. Lizardfish 2.0. Lizardfish the Next Generation. Hopefully Lizardfish who will soon have a new name.
Robin the cat doesn’t care about any of this.
Not much going on this afternoon. Jen and I had lunch together. Then she went to her computer to do some work and I did some chores around the house. I watched some TV… I finished season seven of the X-Files which means I have reached the (mostly) Mulder-free seasons eight and nine. The next 40 or so episodes are going to be tough.
I didn’t do any additional practicing, but I am packed up and ready to go to Lizardfish Mark II practice later tonight.
Everything I need is already at Mike the Bass Player’s house (except for a guitar), but the back pack has some emergency, just-in-case gear… just in case, you know? Some cables, some strings, some batteries, a couple of nasty overdrive pedals. Just in case. There’s a mic and some XLR cables too, but I don’t think we’ll be singing much today. Who knows.
It’s time to go help Jen cook dinner. The Red Sox have a 5-2 lead over the Angels in the top of the eighth. The Angels just had a lead off triple though. Is the collapse starting? We’ll see.
