Last night was fun again. Similar to the night before but not nearly as bad. Oh yeah, when I say “fun” that is total sarcasm, but the take away from last night is that it wasn’t all that bad. It was just different or similar or whatever.
I’ll write it up later, but for now here is a cat.
Li’l Lilly says hello there.
Every time I look at the bird house and don’t see any signs of life I assume that one of the times I went outside to take out the trash or the recycling or whatever, I scared them away. That would be so depressing.
No signs of life this morning. Sad face.
Am I overdoing the cat pictures today?
No?
Good, I didn’t think so.
Robin and Lily would like to wish you a happy Friday. I tried to get a picture of Lily trying to eat Robin’s tail but she was too hyper and it was all blurry. This is the best I could do.
Stop light theater part three!
Also, gas station theater because why not?
Two installments on this working from the office day. First, near home:
Second, near work:
There might be a third installment later as I will be working out of two different buildings today. We’ll see how it goes when I am through my morning meetings in Foxborough and get to drive up to Westwood. I’ll let you all know.
Look how impressed the cats are with the play of the Boston Bruins in game seven tonight. Just look.
This game is painful to watch. So many stupid turnovers. So many idiotic pass attempts. It’s brutal. It’s like the Bruins have completely forgotten how to play hockey. This sucks. There’s still tons of time to turn it around, but through the first six minutes of the second period, this has been embarrassing. Florida 2, Boston 0.
I finished putting lead guitars on the two songs I still have going for April’s entry in the Record Every Month challenge. One song is terrible. The other is just weak.
Here is my “studio” for today. Note there are no Fender Stratocasters in sight.
How about a selfie or two? How lame am I?
Inside the Red Head's Head 