Speaking of music, I've been working on learning Jesu Joy of Man's Desiring the past week and it's coming along swimmingly. It's such a pretty song, well, pretty in a manly1 way of course. Really. I can't believe how much easier the keyboard is compared to the guitar. Not that I can play anything hard, but I can sit down with some easy music and in the space of 30 to 40 minutes be playing something that sounds like the song. On the guitar it took me months just to be able to hack my way through Red River Valley for cripes sake.
Speaking of which, I'm working on Europa by that Santana bloke on my guitar and it's coming along pretty good too. Except for the fast bits, and my bends don't have the sustain he gets, otherwise I'm not unhappy with the way it sounds at all. Yeah, Santana is a one-trick pony but I dig that Latin vibe. Existentially speaking of course.
Right. I've got me an action packed weekend coming up and wouldn't you know it, it's supposed to be hotter'n blazes. Bah. I hate 90's. Give me a day in the mid 70's anytime. But on the plus side when it's in the 90's you don't have to wash up after taking a pee because chlorofilm bacterium can't live in temps over 88 degrees. QED.
The news of the morning is, well, no news. I'll be going to the Sub shop place for a tub of Rigatoni for lunch today, but that's not really news. I'll be having French on the side-salad but that's not news either.
Well alright, enough of that. I need you to take my poll, you see, I've been working on a theory based upon spending time with strangers in elevators for years and years and I want to see if my theory is generally accepted to be the truth. Of course if you're an idiot I'm going to have to ask you not to vote. Thanks!
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