83 Bands, 3 days, 2 stages, all in some dubious “Pay it forward scheme”= My weekend at irk. I shall be pummeled with self important retardery and a ton of truly stupid questions*. They want to soundcheck for 8 hours, this is a very bad thing. The only real question is Murder or Suicide? :eek:
Jim
*yes there are truly stupid questions and for your entertainment I shall post them as they come because I have intertubes at irk. This part is fun
Would you like to borrow my shotgun? I also would recommend impaling their little bodies on pointy sticks around the garden as a warning to their comrades. Worked for Vlad
As one of the many Berklee dropouts littering the landscape, I’m quite familiar with the self-important retardery of young musicians … but this seems a little excessive even for that. I wish you luck.
No, I was there close to twenty years ago. I was a voice principal and a film scoring major, and easily one of the least talented people ever to attend the school.
My wife had something kinda similar a decade back. Spinal hemangioma (sp?) where they fused three vertebrae, packed a weak area with bone from her hip, added a little donor bone and came in from the front and back with titanium to hold everything in place. She had a turtle girdle for about 6 weeks, a hard plastic shell to wear but now she’s fully recovered w/ about 80% of her previous stretch mobility. I hope you fare that well or even better. It’s a pain but you gotta do it.
As for the mowing, I’ve done it all my life and enjoy doing our yard now, the extra attention to detail shows and not having a big commercial mower in your yard makes a huge difference. But recently I started thinking I’d much rather spend those 2.5 hours every Saturday morning doing something else; pruning, firing up the smoker so I can do bigger cuts all day long, etc. That’s a morning of heat and sweat I won’t miss, plus I needed to find someone for when we’re on extended vacation. So yesterday when I got home a service had done the yard. I just may get used to this.
I had a driving lesson today, and didn’t do too badly. Yay.
I’m bainging the bass drum in a concert today. Unfortunately, an ex-friend of mine that I totally don’t get along with is also playing in this concert. (If only I’d known before I’d made the commitment…) I guess if I get annoyed, I can always take out my anger on the bass drum. It’s fun to play an instrument that you can smack the crap out of.
I called Hewlett Packard to obtain a warranty replacement on a switch.
Spoke with some poor guy in India, Pakistan or Pago-Pago who wanted to know if I wanted to “transfer the license.” Difficult to explain the concept, “What the f-ck are you taking about?” when the other guy doesn’t have a command of English idiom.
At any rate, HP is cool and a warranty replacement is on the way.
I have much love for my Production Manager, he told me to stand by and he would call me when needed. I went to the donut shop and grabbed some kolaches, so the crew could have a few bites and this happened…
Cop car pulls into donut shop parking lot as I am walking out the door
I say " there is a joke in here somewhere"
Cop says " never heard it"
we both giggled a bit
**Jim
Midget** I often call it percussive therapy, mallet will do but hammers are the right tool for the job
I’m out for the day. I’ve got just enough time to get bored before I have to leave for the wedding, but not enough time to nap. I think I’ll go home and shower up and fix my hairs, then go get a manicure before driving down the shore.
Mrs. Plant (v.3.) is taking her daughter to the Dallas airport this weekend.
I am trying to think of amusing ways to answer the phone when she calls, such as, “Pipe down, girls, I’m trying to talk here!” and “Who?”
AAAAAAAAAAND, we quit! It’s not even 80° out, but it feels lots hotter in the sun and we’ve been at it for at least 5 hours - enuff is enuff!! **FCD **got all the trim on, I got 2 garden beds edged, planted, and mulched, and he started on the railings. We need to buy 14 more edging pieces for the rest of the garden. Maybe later this afternoon?
Meanwhile, I just heard the shower turn off, so it’s my turn.
Flytrap try “I told you idiots to bring the sofa back inside!”, “We’ll play pin the tail on the stripper after I get off the phone!”, “I said no nekkid Jell-O wrestling in the living room!”, and, of course, the ever popular, “How in hell am I going to explain this to the cops!”
Always glad to be of help.
MOOOOOM if all this extra stuff to buy is related to the fancy-schmancy clothesline, you may be the only person in history that has to go back to irk because you need the extra money so you can afford a clothesline to hang the laundry out to dry.
