Man, it's like Langoliers up in this piece.

So, today was a good day. I spent some quality time with the LW ("Laura Wright", for those folks not on the dl ["down low", for those folks not hip to the new suburban slang]). We went to church and then had lunch.
Then I passed my afternoon by recording solid, on-pitch rough copies of some of my songs. Just for reference, I recorded Trout Run (The new bomb instrumental), Tables, Thunderstorms, Ride, One of These Days, "New" Halo at Dusk, and a rugged cover of Rex's Blues by Townes Van Zandt. So that was exciting. I'm gonna lay those fake-sounding MIDI drum tracks down this week, rerecord the songs over them, and the full album will be the red-headed stepchild of techno-acoustic ridiculousness. Why I recorded the songs at all today? Kevan wants me to send a demo to Cafe Jam so I can play music and not get paid for it. Which I'm all about, if I needed money, I'd just wait for someone to intentionally hit me with their car.
Of course, speaking of music, and this would be better music, we had worship practice for IV. I would have to say that went pretty well. I am weirded out by the fact that I will be playing the mandolin, an instrument I pick up very rarely.
On that note...Random. Out.