Not sure what’s up.
I seem to be going in a good direction, but going so #in’ slowly that those episodes with peeps walking in on ancient control rooms to find the dried out husk of a long dead being, ready to crumble, seated there, waiting for orders come to mind.
Is it good? Unknown. Seems so sometimes. Sometimes it doesn’t. When it doesn’t it is… not so good. But…But. Some fab things are happening. Should focus on that. Yes! That’s it. I am the type that need to forcethemselves to do something that would benefit them personally. In the works. But you can hardly tell.
Oh! I found out why my new mic sounds so good. The guys that made it used to be Blue. No, not sad, the infamous Blue Microphones, or Baltic Latvian Universal Electronics, (who make a mic thatll set you back ten grand. Its mightty nice.) They make all sorts of mics. This is fabulous, methinks and also goes far in explaining the name and the look. But, while it might affect their sales it really does sound very nice. Not only that, though—it just materialized one day as a result of my doing something else. Which is …deep.
I love this.
Mr R.L. Burnside, Bluesmaster
Hoping that the Angel of the North will save me, but if something unthinkable happens this lass seems to be all that…!
Hey now, there is something you don’t see every day!