Boom Averted/Bangs Achieved

At least I got the text message. Say the nearby pilot light had found some natural gas, I probably wouldn't have.

But our old electric dryer died, and Craigslist found us a gas dryer. Sara set it up while I went to a show (that's right), but something was amiss.

Sara called Adam, who rolled over and found the leak in the hose. Now we have a bitchin' used gas dryer that is supposedly more efficient. And Sara and Sasha didn't blow up. Bonus! Thanks, Adam!

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Speaking of Sasha, I felt that her vision might be compromised by having hair in her face.

After much deliberation and consensus gathering, we finally decided "Hey, let's give her those bangs. If they look stupid, they'll grow out."

But those polled were right: it's fine, and now her hair isn't in her eyes. I want to take it to the next phase: Mullet. Come ON. She won't care.

Naptunes

I've been trying to record/mix/master stuff during Sasha's naps. The goal: finish a sketch before she wakes up.

Before her nap today:
Me: "I have this idea. Take the heaviness of Portishead and roll up some of the sadness of Old Time."
Sara:" Mhmm."

Since I am an incompetent banjo player, "Naptime 3" contains a sad sample from Adam Hurt's version of "Fall of Richmond."

"Naptime 2" is the result of too much Joe Strummer and Dr. Dre.