I went outside to fill the bird feeders after lunch because lunch made me nauseous and I had to go get some air. Today’s been a smidgen of a roller coaster for the ol’ tummy pouch. I’m okay though. May you live in interesting times, and all that shit.
The hair has been cut. I still look like bozo the idiot clown, but at least I’m slightly less shaggy.
Even the fences in the Canadian section of the Epcot World Showcase are super patriotic. Oh Canada, babie!
I opened some windows today. The birds were outside singing loudly and the cats lost their shit.
It feels like it’s been 100 years, but I finally played some guitar today. I also finally played through my King of Tone overdrive pedal and it was sweet as candy.
I worked on two new songs. I was hoping to do more, but my hands are giving up the fight. Maybe some more tomorrow?
I booked a haircut for 2:20pm. At 2:50 I walked out as there were still at least three people in line in front of me. Then I made my true mistake. I went to the grocery store on the day before Mother’s Day. Oh was that a mistake.
My afternoon has been frustrating to the point of infuriating. I was having fun in the beginning, driving with all the windows open and snapping point and shoot pics blindly left and right. I’m too pissed off to share most of them now, but I’ll share the big eight ball…
…and the clock…
Hoping to get some sunrise pics in this weekend. I might bring both film cameras as well as my mirrorless. We’ll see if I can drag myself out of bed in time to catch the sun.
Inside the Red Head's Head 