From the Quotation of the day mailing list, 2005-08-14:
"I have been born again. I have been through a psychiatric experience which has completely changed me....The moment when your conscious meets your subconscious is a hell of a wrench." -- Cary Grant, actor, on having taken LSD under medical supervision, from an interview with reporter Joe Hyams.(submitted to the mailing list by Mike Krawchuk)
[To those who celebrate it, have a delightfully random Confuflux!]
[And to everyone in the US who can eat dairy products, happy National Ice Cream Day!]
There are things I don't like as much about the nearest (more important detail: within walking distance) grocery as I do about more distant stores from other chains, but only one aspect that really puzzles me.
How can a grocery store not carry any chili peppers in the produce section? I could understand (however much I'd grumble) stocking only a single type, such as jalapeños, but no hot peppers at all? Once, and I figure they're just out of stock; twice and I think I'm unlucky; time after time seeing nothing more closely related than green sweet bell peppers, and it finally sinks in that the grocery store within walking distance simply does not meet my Capsicum needs. (I didn't notice so much when I was able to dash off to other stores in my own car, and thus only hit this particular store occasionally.) Can there really be so few local residents who eat chili peppers and rely on that store?
My prettiest guitar is also, alas, also the least versatile of my guitars. So I don't use it much. I got to use it today, and I think it'll be a good sound for an upcoming performance. This pleases me.
I got through the day (which started late afternoon), and it was a productive day. I got kinda wobbly at one point in the middle, but a little Ultram and a whole lot of water helped; my muscles got stiff and creaky at the end, but then it was time to go home anyhow. It was work, but it was fun work and my prettiest guitar was involved. And there was word of more cool stuff possibly following from what we're working on now (knock wood).
So: two days in a row that worked out pretty well. Cool. No idea whether I'll be at 3LF rehearsal tomorrow night. Hoping I can get a ride to HCB rehearsal Wednesday. Not sure when I'll get around to catching up on LJ comments (and -- whoops -- some email from a week or two ago that I forgot to get back to). I have a considerable amount of practicing to do on my own this week, as well as some transcribing I need to take care of, but right at this particular moment I only need to muster enough energy to deal with the trash, litter box, and recycling, rebandage my toe, and feed the cat, then I can let myself fall over. There are a lot of things that need to get done (and a few optional things I'm itching to do, including a couple of essays I've been wanting to write), but the rest aren't getting done tonight.
The mandolin is almost certainly not getting fixed until after Pennsic, unless somebody randomly brings the right sort of saw[*] to Baitcon (unlikely). I'll have to see about bringing another mandolin up to snuff (there's one that I hope can get away with only some WD40 on the tuners, which I'd been meaning to get around to for ages anyhow).
Since there's a zero-fret, maybe I could get away with a wooden nut temporarily, until I can get the bone cut? It'd be a lot easier to shape.
[*] I have a piece of bone 1/2" x 1/4" x 25/8", and I need a piece of bone 7/32" x 7/32" x 5/4". I'd rather not spend so much effort & tedium just getting the rough dimensions when I'll still have a tedious cutting and shaping task ahead of me regardless of how the initial cut is made. If I wait until after Pennsic, I've lined up use of a friend's band saw.
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