Once again, IKEA has exploded and a pile of pre-fab furniture has miraculously landed in our house. Again. I mean, what are the chances, right?
They all have a home in mind but I’ve only put one of them away so far.
I was actually listening to that record when I was putting the last piece together. Once the record player was moved I just swapped from a streaming service to a spinning medium without missing a beat.
After reading the second footnote on the previous post, do you get that the title of this post is a Genesis reference? Insert atonal synthesizer jam here.
My scrambled eggs seriously angered my stomach this morning. It’s been an hour and I still feel far from right.
I’m trying to clean the kitchen right now while also trying to ignore the stomach anger. Why won’t the chrome on the stove stop streaking? WTF?
I’ve been listening to metric tonnes of Genesis lately and I just decided that I will listen to The Lamb all the way through while cleaning. The whole double LP in one sitting. Think I can pull it off?
I promise I won’t do this every day. I’m just kinda on a roll.
Every once in a while I need something like this. It’s a necessity.
Inside the Red Head's Head 