Greetings, whoever-reads-this! It's cold in these parts. How cold is it? It's so cold the dogs are sticking to the sidewalks.
That was Edward Albee's witticism, not mine. The Skin of Our Teeth is the play of his that contains that great line. I read it in High School, and that's the only thing I remember.
I feel sorry for dog people, having to be outside in all kinds of weather waiting for their canine to do his business. Hearing the dogs outside this morning, and feeling for my poor neighbors having to endure this cold. Cats at least have a litter box, whatever their other failings..
It's currently -3 degrees, up from -10 earlier this morning. The high today is supposed to be 0. Kinda like the day is breaking even.
That was my lame witticism, not Edward Albee's..
Meanwhile, here in the Music Lab, I'm getting ready to give the guitar what for. Still keeping up with the practicing, and have a few things to share, either on Facebook or YouTube or both.
One thing- I started to say as a musician, but really as a human being- I've found to be true as I get older is that you celebrate your victories, however small- however infinitesimal. My YouTube subscriptions are now at a whopping 395, and I'm looking forward to this New Milestone.
My stuff earns a little money from streams and the occasional download. This is through CD Baby. Literally, pennies here and there. A download gives me a couple bucks, but most everything else is a few cents at a time. And still I keep track of it, even celebrate my small victories.
No matter what, I'll always be the King of my own Country..
Anyway, that's what I've got for you on this Epic Cold Day. Thanks as ever for stopping in and reading. Much love. Stay warm. Later. 