You are the prima donna of this place, it seems. Also, I didn't notice that the title spelled my name, at first.
> No one has written for a day, > but that's not unusual here. > > I want to know more about what's > going on in your lives. I want > to know about the mundane > things that happened to > you today.
Well, I added some harmonies to one of the tunes of the guy I've been recording, then re-mixed/mastered it, made it available from his website.
Then I started blowing some annoyingly patient leaves from last autumn away from the house in order to apply some pest control powder my wife believes in (no, it's not a deity..) around the perimeter of the house. Per the directions, I'll do that the next time it's supposed to go a few days without rain.
At the moment I'm typing bits and pieces of this post between eating food from one of those "Maruchan 'Instant Lunch'" styrofoam cups one pours boiling water into to cook.
The aforementioned musician is coming over in a few hours so we can work on and/or test aspects of the site I created for him - especially the PayPal "Add to Cart" buttons associated with purchasable mp3's. I'm not looking forward to that, because those not versed in dicking with website shit tend to imagine anyone that does is some guru, when in fact to me it's a sort of work one couldn't possibly merit guru status over doing, risking several maladies worse than madness.
Yes, posts tend to trickle into the pub. That's had me apprehensive several times, because I tend to want to post more frequently, but can easily fear coming across wearing a shit-stained prima donna smock for seemingly flooding the place. So every now and then I'll knocked off/out a couple/three, then back off to hide under a table and wait for the sky to fall.... :-)
(Oh, hey... didya notice how the first letter of each title word spells out 'sonam'? Didya?)