I’ve got a feeling, a feeling deep inside… that today is going to be one of those days when I post a metric ton or two of updates to the ol’ blog. I’m not sure where that feeling is coming from (apart from The Beatles and it being one of only two Beatles songs that any band I’ve played in has ever covered) but it’s there so you’ve been warned.
I did not get up early enough to pull off car music today, but I will try again tomorrow. I have been out of the house once already (it is 9:38am) so enjoy some classic views…
Why yes, yes I do live in New England. Massachusetts, to be exact. How did you know?
In closing, here’s a cat near a window, just after dawn:
170/365
More to come, kids. More errands outside of the house and hopefully lots of music today. That’s the plan at least.
In other news, my stomach is in revolt at the moment. Fun. It’s a gastric bypass side effect kind of thing and it will pass, but I just gagged up some icky stuff and had a full blown case of “the foamies” (look it up). Having said that, there is no complaint here. I ate my lunch too fast and my new redesigned digestive system slapped me on the wrist for it. Post operation side effects like this are 100% worth it, I promise you. Trust me, it’s not an issue at all.
In other other news, I checked the bookfayce page of the Luthier I brought my guitar to last Saturday and earlier today he posted a bunch of pictures showing the progress he’s made. There are pictures of my beloved Gibson ES-335 Pro without any frets, pictures of it with some new frets, and a picture of the neck with a full boat’s worth of lovely, shiny new frets. It still needs a new nut and a new bridge, and he didn’t mention anything about cleaning out the electronics (which is a major bitch of a job to do on an ES-335 as you have to squeeze everything in and out through the F-hole), but the new frets are in! I don’t know if I will share any of the photos he posted. I think I did when he worked on my Les Paul Custom, but not until a few days had past. We’ll see.
Try to picture this guitar with shiny new frets:
In other other other news, I am listening to Steve Hackett’s new album, which was released today. It is called The Circus and the Nightwhale. I am listening while I work and therefore not able to give it my full attention. My initial gut reaction though is this: Steve Hackett’s guitar playing gets exponentially better with each passing day. His songwriting improves in a similar manner. His singing… yeah, he’s better than he used to be but sometimes I still wish he’d hire a full time singer for his recording line up. I’m enjoying the new album. Check it out.
Okay, that’s it for this post. Lunch break is over. My stomach is settling down. Get back to work, Red Head!
Today is super bowl Sunday and I really, honestly, truly, could not possibly care less. I don’t give the faintest shit about football, the NFL, or any of it. Really, the only thing for me to look forward to is the aftermath of all of the maga asshole heads exploding the first time they put Taylor Swift on screen during the television broadcast. That is the only aspect of the game that is of any interest to me.
On the upside, it did give me the annual opportunity to crack my dumbest, most over used joke. I was talking to my father on the phone this morning and it went a little like this:
Dad: So, are there any sports on TV today? (He was kidding, of course) Me: Well the Bruins played last night so no, no there isn’t.
Har har har, I’ve got a million of them. I’ll be here all week, be sure to tip your waitress.
In unrelated news, I got some good cat pics today.
164/365
Robin is in the basket thing. She got in all by herself. No one did anything to prompt her to sit there.
Flickr… sure it’s mostly a dead site, but I have thousands of crappy photos there and I use it to host almost all of the photos I post here so I am fully on board.
Today is Flickr’s 20th birthday. I am celebrating by posting pictures of cats. Enjoy.
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