Yep, I have to work this weekend, so today is my Hump Day. It shouldn't be too bad, though, because we had a good day today, which bodes well going into the weekend. The big bummer is that Ken has tomorrow off, so we won't get to have a day off together until next weekend. This too shall pass....
The Godfathers message board continues to get comments from members, and everyone is all a-quiver. I would say that most of the members are from England or Europe, so they probably have a much better chance of seeing them than any of us in the States do. I hope it works out that they play here, but if not, I'm sure the guys on the board will give extensive reviews, and there will also be a reissued CD with extra tracks! Actually, I probably have most of the extra tracks--I found some obscure stuff like BBC sessions, dance mixes, etc. But I'll buy it for the liner notes! I'll stay optimistic, though, because you never know what will happen! As you know if you read this regularly, I've been on a major Dandy Warhols kick, but to celebrate the news, I played The Godfathers at work today. I'm tellin' ya, it's some good stuff!
Oh my goodness! I was just looking out the window and watching the birds at the feeder. I saw one little guy, and thought, "Hey, he's kind of small for a nuthatch." I got the binocs for a close look, and while he IS a nuthatch, he's a red-breasted instead of a white-breasted! We've got white-breasteds galore, but I haven't seen the red-breasted for a few years now. How cool that they're still around! He's a cute little thing.
We're having a mini-heatwave here at Nutwood--it's getting up into the 80's this weekend (it's 82° here at the moment), which will probably set some records. The leaves are falling like crazy, so it LOOKS like autumn, but it feels like summer! I'm not complaining, I love the warm weather. The squirrels also know it's autumn, because they've been very busy burying walnuts and acorns. It seems that they're in the yard constantly, finding a spot, digging a little hole, sticking their nut in it, burying it, and then what cracks me up every time...they pat it down with their little paws. They look around, too, almost like they're saying, "What? There's no nut here. Move it along, nothing to see...." But then I tend to anthropomorphize our critters.
Ohhh, I got an email today from Mr. Baker of New Smyrna Beach. He wrote that the demolition of the Alba Court Inn started yesterday, and he sent along a few pictures. It was so nice of him to take the time to write, but it sure made me sad.
As she was:
And as she is (sniff):