More studio stuff today.  I appreciate vendors who will overnight parts, even on the weekend.

N.P.: “House of Pain” – Faster Pussycat

Spent the day working on the new studio.  It’s taking shape.  It’s going to be a bit cramped, but probably not as cramped as I was worried about it being.  It’s totally wired for sound.  Most of the lighting is done…I have some LED strips to install.  After that, it’s just a matter of finishing building the computer, and the Death Star will be fully operational and online.  Official day of completion: Halloween.  Fucking right, Halloween.

N.P.: “Astrid” – The Encounter, Street Cleaner

Still no time, dear reader.  Same deal as yesterday…iots going on.  Also, today I’m in a bad mood.  The seasonally inappropriate heat is not helping anything, mood-wise.  The heat and The Angst…always a dreadful combination.

N.P.: “The Race” – Yello

Today’s depressing headline is: “More Humans Are Growing an Extra Artery in Our Arms, Showing We’re Still Evolving.”  The author of the article couples the increased artery growth with a relative decrease in wisdom teeth in newborns as yet even more evidence that (wait for it) “humans are still evolving.”  Gasp!
The story appeared in numerous publications, but the one I saw it in had “science” in its name.  That any entity professing to be “scientific” is treating the ongoing evolution of humans (or any other living thing, for that matter) as a newsworthy revelation is not only wrist-slittingly depressing but yet another example of the sort of scientifically impoverished and temporally provincial and myopic horseshit that seems to have taken over all academic discussions this century.  I see things like this, and my jaw drops…this got published in a science magazine?!  Then it gets worse as I realize that the reason it was published is that to the beard-curating Whiteclaw-swilling cretins that comprise this rag’s readership, it’s actually news.  They’re so egocentric as to think that they really are the apex of human evolution.  They’re also convinced that the world’s going to end during their lifetimes (it won’t), and that they are witnessing climate change far worse than anything that’s ever happened before (sorry Kevin, not even close).   It’s tempting to lampoon America’s embarrassing public school system here, but I don’t think it’s their fault…I don’t know.  Maybe.  I figured out continental drift the same year I learned how to tie my shoes.  The difference was someone had to show me how to tie my shoes.  There are some things that should just be rather obvious to anyone who’s spent more than a couple of years on this rotten planet, but I guess not.  Alas.

N.P.: “Gravel Road” – Clutch

“It says something when you’re at a BLM™ protest and you have more minorities on the police side than you have in a violent crowd….”

Good lord, dear reader…today was non-stop.  Last night was no picnic either.  But I got through it, got everything done.  Didn’t write shit.  No, wait…that’s not true…I wrote a couple hundred words in the car.  I got pissed off at politics and instituted a personal policy that if you text my fucking phone with political bullshit, I automatically vote against whatever it is you’re pushing.  Which is unfortunate, because there is one particular proposition that I was in favor of and was going to vote for, but I’ve now gotten two texts from people I don’t know, to whom I did not give my number, encouraging me to vote for this proposition.  But now?  Nope.  Fuck ’em.  I don’t have a dog in the fight, really, so I can easily throw my support behind the opposition.  And I don’t even like the opposition.  But the opposition hasn’t unsolicitedly texted me.  If they do, and both parties have overstepped, I won’t vote on it at all.  Uncivicly dickish, I know.  But there are boundaries, dammit.

N.P.: “Shot in the Dark” – AC/DC

Today was hectic, tomorrow will likely be more so.
Wheels tend to turn slowly, but they are turning.

N.P.: “Goin’ Out West” – Tom Waits