The weather is improving, finally. Maybe I was spoiled by last spring, but so far there have only been brief glimpses of beauty, mixed with lots of chilly overcastness. The barbecues have continued, they're just not as frequent as last year. I have faith.
Bricklayers Foundation has recorded 5 tracks in a friend's studio, it took about 9 hours but we got it all down. Still needs some mastering though, I'll see if I can post those when they're all done.
As for the Celtics, may they rest in peace. Another memorable postseason, not the end result we were looking for but that's the way it goes. Along with the Spurs and Lakers, we were next in line as the older teams make room for the young guns. Shaq simply was not the knight in shining armor we needed. I still think Rondo is a beast, and Paul Pierce should run for mayor of Boston. Now we can root for the Bruins! Apparently they play hockey for us, I had no idea. And the Red Sox have climbed out of their abysmal start, so that makes me happy.
A while back I finished I Married a Communist, pure Philip Roth brilliance. Painful, nostalgic, revolting, and wonderful. Now I am almost done with John Murray's "A Few Short Notes on Tropical Butterflies," very technical at times with the science jargon but still emotional and fantastic.
Once again, thank you all for your donations and help with my kickstarter project, whatever stress I feel organizing this whole thing is nothing compared to the joy and excitement for it all to come together. I haven't forgotten about personalized thank yous and rewards, don't worry!
And as a last little surprise, here's something I found at a school I gave guitar lessons in. Small world.
