15 degrees here tonight. I’m going to cover up the outside faucets, and bring in the brass monkeys.
Youngest daughter just caught a bus to Brighton Ski Resort. They have night snowboarding. Lessee heah... 10 degrees and 10 mph wind puts the windchill at around north pole. Kids.
At least we don’t have an earthquake, and all our plants turned brown and froze a month ago.
On the upside, I’m learning drums. Always been a guitar, woodwinds and keyboard man till now. I went to the music store this fall to buy an alto sax, got sidetracked by a tenor recorder, and came home with a flute. Don’t ask.
Maybe something to offset the three classical and two steel guitars and the Stratocaster. Sure wish I had the Sun amps and towers of my youth about now. I’d hook the synth and e-piano up and scare the dawgs.
Hey Pete... remember the Shamrock’s Almost All Indian Band (or whatever they were called)? That was a hoot. Pete played drums, I got to occasionally sit in on rhythm guitar, and who knows who those other guys were... as I recall, we were, at best, LOUD.
My favorite recollection is the night SLPD rounded up some of the native side of the band outside trying to steal a parking meter at closing time. They actually did wiggle it out of the ground and carry it off like a team of BUDS trainees just before the gendarmes, conveniently parked across the street in their paddy wagon, came to visit. I had no idea the pipe on a parking meter was buried that deep into the ground - that had to be eight feet long, and they carried it away, complete with the cement plug on one end... a band of indians spiriting away their steel and concrete lollipop.
Man, the band was hot on the weekend when welfare checks came out. Kinda Merle Haggard for the rest of the month though.
Why???
Now that's chilly!
I closed the house up tonight when it dropped below 77.
All that rain we were promished didn’t arrive?