Don’t worry, all your snow is safe with us
In passing, the month of March is leaving with tiny footsteps, again. We are so happy. As for the snow supplies; don’t worry, our warehouse is ready for any eventuality.
Let’s review: 2006 > 2007 > 2008
The neighbours don’t mind that I’m putting these photos up, because they can’t see me. Security through seclusion. We are developing a “special love” for living behind barricades. When I was just a young boy, we used to have to take shovels to build our ideas of snow mountains. Now we depend upon nature and the city road crew, with the blue collar types now expert at piling it higher and deeper.
Now that my photo sequence is out of the way, I can get back to life with XO. Today, the kid joined the Skype club, and it was an interesting process. There are some excellent tutorials out there, and sometimes the links to files have grown stale. I have been downloading, then uploading to an intermediate server, then downloading again. I have also learned how to disable GPG key verification; one of those skills that come in handy at the most unexpected moments.
We were in to a music store today, shopping for a slide trombone. Let me paraphrase, shopping for a trombone slide, because we already have a slide trombone. The store had a piston trombone, and the young lady admitted to being a button-pusher at heart, unlike son #1. His band “might reform” (not change) and the bump on the slide is an aggravation too huge to be overcome so we’re shopping. Money is no object to an artist, so that’s why the parents are involved in the dream. Go figure.
Did you know that the average tolerance between the two pieces of a trombone slide is supposed to be too small to measure?
