My taste has returned so I scarfed a can of spiced tuna, a tin of Mexicorn, a bowl of plain rice, two boxes of mango juice and a handful of Spanish peanuts. Hey, gotta make up for lost time. Oh yea, add two helpings of Asian hot and sour soup, that really cleans up the old sinuses and a can of cheese macaroni I was saving for a special day. A week of no taste buds is major sensory deprivation. At times I found myself daydreaming of a Big Mac.[Author's note 2015-10-19: I've begun to notice I seem to have some kind of influenza condition on most October 19ths. Isn't that a strange coincidence, since I must necessarily catch the bug on some random date earlier in time. And I tend to note I have ongoing symptoms rather than actually the flu. What is at work here? I don't know, like most people, I don't catalog which days and years I get the sniffles.]
Jag called, we cancelled tonight’s practice. He is now convinced that we certainly have a unique sound for this area. He is the one now prodding me to get on with new material. I’ll need a ton of practice to double our repertoire. If only from increased enthusiasm for my brand of music, the coffeehouse was a wise move. He has a reserved demeanor that makes it tough to tell when he catches on to a new tune. He's caught on faster than I planned for and now I'm the one that needs to put in extra time. This project ("Jag & I") is more proof-of-concept than a real band.
Dave-O was over for a few hours as we went over the bicycle motor project in detail. We covered the pending move with the wagon, his new guitar strings and generally everything else going on in the world. He is in a union and reports some of his co-workers have been sitting on the bench for nearly 18 months. We focused on the bicycle motor, constantly joking how Theresa would interpret two adult men discussing a mechanical process neither had done before. Ah, it is the superior male mind at work, you see Theresa, and unlike women, we
The 49cc motor will make it nearly impossible for me to lift the bicycle high enough to place it on the city bus rack. In fact, unless the rack is already folded down, I already have trouble with that. Dave-O has slowly started lifting weights and it shows in how he picks up band equipment without a second thought. Also he can lift speakers almost shoulder high which I have not been able to do in seven long years.
The Frenchies are returning. I saw four Quebec plates pass by and the neighbor across the way is tidying up the place. Yes, it will be a cold and long winter, the night time temperatures are already plunging. Dave-O and I have decided to head up to the Pro Bass shop later this week for some gear. Who remembers that Coleman lantern that appeared here? According to this journal, I bought it at the casino flea market and completely forgot I did. It isn’t pressurizing so we’ll take it up to Pro Bas for a diagnostic. (They don't repair, they only sell new.)
We also discussed the advantages of propane over electric. Dave-O has some experience at this. I had it in South America but never gave it any thought since we never ran out. The only electric really needed is for air conditioning as the climate here is not to be endured without it. He also has a hobby interest in solar panels and heating, so we’ll see where that goes once I have some extra cash.
Dave-O belongs to a small society that follows up on hidden treasure. It would not get mention excpet he’s belonged to the group for nearly ten years, so they are not a bunch of dough heads with a metal detector. The leader is a doctor, what are the ones that operate on lungs called? Pulmonary, something like that. I think most of the Spanish gold has already been secretly found and the finders were smart enough not to say anything. Then, it hit $1,360 an ounce earlier today.
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