Cold Butts, Warm Hearts Can't Lose!

This post reminds me that of course I have my petty annoyances with my roommates. (And likewise, they have theirs with me, no doubt.) After all, they cook stinky food and leave the greasy pan for several days. They watch stupid TV shows. And two of 'em talk about Ron Paul way, way too much.

But heck if I don't come home from work on a snowy day to find they've made a snow bench in the backyard. It's enough to warm even the coldest of hearts. And so we took a house picture (our first, I think):



Aren't we adorable? You can see why our neighbors love us so.

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Other random things I meant to tell you about:

• My beard. It died [Bonus! Those are Boobers' boots in that there pic.]

• Remember those garlic fries I mentioned? My roommate valiantly attempted to replicate them. He failed.

• Did I tell you about the best sound guy ever? He lives in Raleigh. Most sound guys (and gals) check each individual drums drum [goddammit] and then say, "All right, let's hear the whole kit." This guy in Raleigh goes, "All right, whole kit: give me an up-tempo beat with a roll on the toms."
  
  Specific! I liked it. Turns out he's a drummer. His buddy was there, too, and also a drummer. The buddy advised me to substitute cotton balls for the pillow I was using in my bass drum. Better resonance and lower bass response. I was hoping they'd fly all around inside but they pretty much just stay still. Sounds good so far, but the true test is tonight: gig in Richmond. I better get going.