Bleah. I’m not feeling that hot.
For some reason, I’ve picked up a small cold from my daughter – who manages to get pharyngitis every month.
Got checked for strep, and don’t have it.
Highbrow lowbrow for hipster hep-cats
Bleah. I’m not feeling that hot.
For some reason, I’ve picked up a small cold from my daughter – who manages to get pharyngitis every month.
Got checked for strep, and don’t have it.
Oops.
For the first time, I wore my Flat Duo Jets shirt today.
When I picked my daughter up for school, I should have REALLY noticed the imperceptible eye widening……but I didn’t. I just chalked it up to her “normal” not liking whatever I’m wearing.
Off I went to the courthouse to file a Deed on my house. I’m there and the cop at the metal detector motions to the three other officers that are there, “Hey, lookit his shirt!”. Then I went into the clerk’s office. The clerk’s eyes got huge and he says, “You know you’re in the courthouse right?”. I said, “Well, it’s not illegal…..”
He says, “Well, I wouldn’t walk around downtown or anything….”
Kinda funny. I kinda forget that most of the world isn’t on the same wavelength as me. It reminded me of the time in high school when I wore my “School is Hell” t-shirt.
I really didn’t think anything of it, but Mr Strickland (the band director) didn’t take too kindly to it.
They made me turn it inside out. D’OH!
Well, I was a little off target. But not by much.
I did my damnedest to corrupt my daughter – we went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show w/Los Bastardos shadowcasting.
It was a lot of fun, although she always seems to look on in shocked amazement and then only later reveal how much fun she thought it was.
The shadowcast and production was far, FAR superior to anything I’ve ever experienced. They had a lightshow, and ran music during those awkward slow times where you’re really just ….waiting…and waiting……
Some of the lines I was used to, I didn’t hear (of course). Every time I’ve been to a different theater, some of the lines are the same (“Asshole!”), and some are different (“Slut!”), and some of the jokes were immediately topical – which was funny. But they did a great job, and between myself and the cast we managed to shield my daughter from some of the more……uh….outrageous stuff.
Fun was had.
My espresso machine is looking like a lost cause. I think I have to wait for my IRS refund to come in before I pick another one up.
Waiting…..is the hardest part.
Things are swimming along on the refinancing.
I got another envelope from the Nielsen group. Which means I got two more crisp $1 bills.
Go me. Home ownership has its privileges I guess.
If Nielsen could send me another 500 of those envelopes a month, we’d have a deal.
Pretty crappily interesting day.
After I got out of class, I got a message on my phone that my house alarm had tripped about 30 minutes after I left.
Great.
So, I drove home, managed to not be freaking out, minimally speeding….
And then in the final mile of being home, I opened my car up and passed two cars – I was doing about 60. My radar detector tells me I’ve been hit by laser!
I pull in front of the cars I was passing and there’s the cop – I turn, and he doesn’t do anything…..so I keep driving, and he pulls over one of the cars I passed (?,!,?)
Fine by me. I get home and my front door was not latched right when I left and had blown open. Nothing missing.
By this time, I’m exhausted. My espresso machine is still in pieces, and I’m still trying to track the steam valve down. I thought I could survive without it, but it’s TOUGH.
Got my Back to The Future trilogy discs in….what a great movie(s).
Worked out (hard) for the second day in a row and I am SORE. This week is only getting harder.
🙁
As an illustration of how “off” I’ve been, I’ve only been working out three times a week…..and then wondering why I’m not losing any weight/gaining any muscle.
Well, DUH.
All those Men’s Health issues that I’ve read CLEARLY have said that if you want to MAINTAIN your body weight/physique you only have to work out three times a week.
So, as of today, I’m going back to my 4 day/45 min workout.
D’OH! I feel so slow sometimes.
I feel like such a grown-up.
I’m negotiating with the bank in an attempt to refinance my mortgage. I’m not in any trouble, I just want to lower my interest and my monthly payment while I take this time in school.
After talking with a friend who just got a house, I realized that I can get a better deal with all the uncertainty right now.
Granted, when banks look at my credit score, a choir of angels sing……
I forgot – my super-duper espresso machine has sprung a small leak. Which REALLY sucks. I can’t find the part anywhere. I do NOT want to send it off to get fixed, but I may have to. Fuuuuuuuuuuudge.
You know, I just looked at one of the pictures I just posted and thought, “You know how long it took to find that inflatable Goodyear blimp?” Then I remembered back to when I bought it – at an Autozone down the street about seven years ago. It was some giveaway and they weren’t supposed to sell them, but I bought TWO. That’s right – TWO.
So, that immediately makes me think, “What the hell did I do with the OTHER one?”
There’s a mystery…….
Ow.
My TMJ is kicking up a storm.
I was clenching my teeth while figuring out a solo. In fact, the solo that had quite a hand in beginning my interest in guitar.
Among the many guitar players that I’ve spoken to, the scene in Back to the Future was one that inspired many guitar players. I’m sure Chuck Berry is pissed. Granted, Chuck’s been shit on pretty much since the 50’s, so his bitterness is well earned.
Finally, thanks to the magic of YouTube, here’s the infamous Chuck Berry vs Keith Richards:
I really wanted to go to VLV 2010 to see Chuck, but I can’t swing it. He’s truly a rock and roll legend.
Here’s some (more) random recent pics of my office…..er….music room.