Can I use the word "zany?"
That's how this past week has felt, anyway..."zany." (whatever that means). Maybe it's been more like getting caught in the undertow current at the beach. You get knocked off your feet only to get knocked down again by an incoming wave when you can finally stand again.
Last Tuesday, we went to B'ham to clean out the old house. Unfortunately, we were a bit shocked when we got there to find the house still in disarray. -sigh- We spent pretty much the whole day cleaning out the garage and cleaning up the backyard. We plan on going down again today to make sure things are now cleaned up better.
Spent a large part of the rest of the week prepping for the music at Lara's wedding. Props to Eli for hooking me up with some of Matthew's sheet music so I could stop scouring the slim selections at local music stores.
The wedding Saturday went pretty good. A big crowd showed up to see Dave's daughter get married. Funny, the whole experience reminded me a bit of my own wedding in a couple of ways: a lot of stress leading up to it, but pretty laid back and short once the event actually arrived.
Sunday went pretty well. However, I did have a technical glitch in the a.m. At first, I thought it was the newly-installed pickup in my 12-string, so I swapped out the 'generic' dry cell battery Kira installed in it. However, the "glitch" actually turned out to be a short in my tuner pedal. I hooked up both guitars to the pedal, and the pedal was just not receiving an audio signal from either one (at least not strong enough to resonate a note). I have to figure out what's causing that. Hopefully it's nothing a screwdriver and a little solder can't fix. The ony "user error" of the morning was not smacking the rest of the band around for uninformed comments ;-).
During the course of the morning, the whole band returned to the stage at cue...except for Derek. He was in a back corner with his head down (praying, I'm sure). Once we took the stage, I started picking on the strings quietly to "get his attention." He sprang to life and made it to the stage with time to spare.
Sunday afternoon Stacey, J-mo, and I headed to J-mo's friends' house on the river. Wow...that's a HUGE place. I've never been in a house with 36-foot ceilings in the living room (well, not a house that hadn't been turned into a museum of something). Hopefully, J-mo will get to house-sit one day so we can get a group to go and chill out on the deck overlooking the river one evening.
Sunday night, we did the small-group thing: Stacey, me, Eli, J-mo, Chuck, and David...we grilled burgers and played Super Monkey Ball 2 on the GameCube. It was fun to watch Chuck and Dave's 'skilz' in video-gaming come out of a long hibernation (apparently, neither has touched a game console since the days of Atari).
Phew...that's a lot to report.
KEY PHRASES: "The snow cone thingie threw me off." "Maybe Garrett has a conscience after all" (after playing "Thief" on the PC and a game-stopping bug wouldn't let me pick a lock). "I don't know what people in Japan are smoking that makes them design games where the main characters are monkeys living inside clear plastic balls and race around floating tracks in the sky." "Derek...wake up...the band's onstage."
Last Tuesday, we went to B'ham to clean out the old house. Unfortunately, we were a bit shocked when we got there to find the house still in disarray. -sigh- We spent pretty much the whole day cleaning out the garage and cleaning up the backyard. We plan on going down again today to make sure things are now cleaned up better.
Spent a large part of the rest of the week prepping for the music at Lara's wedding. Props to Eli for hooking me up with some of Matthew's sheet music so I could stop scouring the slim selections at local music stores.
The wedding Saturday went pretty good. A big crowd showed up to see Dave's daughter get married. Funny, the whole experience reminded me a bit of my own wedding in a couple of ways: a lot of stress leading up to it, but pretty laid back and short once the event actually arrived.
Sunday went pretty well. However, I did have a technical glitch in the a.m. At first, I thought it was the newly-installed pickup in my 12-string, so I swapped out the 'generic' dry cell battery Kira installed in it. However, the "glitch" actually turned out to be a short in my tuner pedal. I hooked up both guitars to the pedal, and the pedal was just not receiving an audio signal from either one (at least not strong enough to resonate a note). I have to figure out what's causing that. Hopefully it's nothing a screwdriver and a little solder can't fix. The ony "user error" of the morning was not smacking the rest of the band around for uninformed comments ;-).
During the course of the morning, the whole band returned to the stage at cue...except for Derek. He was in a back corner with his head down (praying, I'm sure). Once we took the stage, I started picking on the strings quietly to "get his attention." He sprang to life and made it to the stage with time to spare.
Sunday afternoon Stacey, J-mo, and I headed to J-mo's friends' house on the river. Wow...that's a HUGE place. I've never been in a house with 36-foot ceilings in the living room (well, not a house that hadn't been turned into a museum of something). Hopefully, J-mo will get to house-sit one day so we can get a group to go and chill out on the deck overlooking the river one evening.
Sunday night, we did the small-group thing: Stacey, me, Eli, J-mo, Chuck, and David...we grilled burgers and played Super Monkey Ball 2 on the GameCube. It was fun to watch Chuck and Dave's 'skilz' in video-gaming come out of a long hibernation (apparently, neither has touched a game console since the days of Atari).
Phew...that's a lot to report.
KEY PHRASES: "The snow cone thingie threw me off." "Maybe Garrett has a conscience after all" (after playing "Thief" on the PC and a game-stopping bug wouldn't let me pick a lock). "I don't know what people in Japan are smoking that makes them design games where the main characters are monkeys living inside clear plastic balls and race around floating tracks in the sky." "Derek...wake up...the band's onstage."
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