Fear not oh faithful 16 blog readers/people who visit this blog because Google directs all people who search “awesome instruments” here, do not take this slow down as a signal that yet another blogger has fallen prey to the blog-for-a-year-then-shut-it-off disease. Indeed the reasons for my slowdown are two-fold and completely explainable. Primary amongst those reasons is that my spare blogging-potential time has been spent constructing “The List”, aka my annual Music Megapost. And yes, I tend to capitalize in order to make them seem more important and exciting. So instead of doing album reviews as often as I normally do I’ve been chipping away at the greatest succession of music posts. It will be awesome. Oh, and the second reason is my schedule with work, which now puts a premium on my evenings instead of my days. That’s a poor excuse. If not for being too lazy to delete my saying that there were two reasons, I might just tell you there was one.
Tennessee. Favorite state east of the Mississippi River, which apparently divides America for some reason that we all just accept. When I look at a map of the US it seems like the Missouri River is a better middle point, but I guess these things have already been decided for us. But I digress. Tennessee. Every time I go there I find a new reason to love it. The Smokies are real mountains, unlike the prominent hills that sometimes pass for mountains in mountain-deprived states. The food is delicious, combining southern fried-ness and BBQ. I HEAR the girls are pretty, although I haven’t noticed this myself, since I am married. Knoxville is top notch, Nashville is great. I haven’t even been to Memphis yet. And then the other day it stopped raining as soon as we crossed the border.
Not to bring the mood down, but the last time the Mariners made the playoffs I was 16. Almost a decade now. Perspective: since the last time my favorite team made the playoffs I have lived in California, moved back to Washington, graduated high school, picked a college, passed field training, earned a commission in the AF, graduated college, moved to Idaho, got married, worked a full tour, and have now moved to Ohio. Depressing.
Every time I remove an ingredient from my guacamole recipes it gets better. I’m starting to think I just like mashed avocado.
Every time I hear “All the Single Ladies” I find myself rocking like an idiot and pointing at my ring. This is a problem. I am working on it.
I have decided that car mechanic is the snobbiest profession. They always treat me like I’m an idiot. Of course, they might be right. But still…
Winter approaches! This is a good thing. The more clothes I put on, the better I look!
As I conclude, I would like to take a minute to thank my trusty TI-83 Plus calculator, who has been there for me in the best and worst of time, has never broken, has never gotten lost, and keep on trucking with minimal battery requirement. Here’s to you, TI-83 Plus.
Give this one a listen. It’s called “Goldskull” by Miniature Tigers. Looking forward to seeing them on Friday!