So I go outside with Otto to work on what is rapidly shaping up to be Theo’s Theme (for the evol villein of Midnite Moving Co). Within four bars, there is a robin FLYING TOWARD ME AND CALLING MADLY. Robin then perches in a tree, never removing gaze. Robin attempts to keep up with me in the music generation department, getting louder but eventually quitting in disgust. Then it moves to the dogwood, and then the top of the tree stump. I felt uncomfortable and went indoors. Despite everything the tune is sounding great and my finger picking is coming along nicely. I think I’m kinda the Meg White of mandolin players, althought that’s definitely a slap to Meg.
Keith and Paul should show up shortly with corn and tales of Paul’s mom’s successful nth birthday (I can’t remember exactly and I don’t know if she’d thank me to…) I hear another family turned up en masse, which should have rendered things much more festive and apparently were awesome in that Keith got to see Peter, his oldest friend. And the vampire family! woot.
Also, this morning Margot tried to get into the dryer Man, how HAS she lived this long?
Productive day of errands including two overdue ones.
