It’s been ages since my last post, and I’d like to say that is because I’m out there living my best life with no time for this digital fish wrap. However, since even writing “living my best life” fills me with embarrassment and dread, we can probably assume I was not.
This week Wifey is on vacation with some work friends as part of our agreement where she goes wherever she wants as long as I don’t have to go, and I was left to hold down the Cul-De-Sac-Shack as per my norm. In other words, same old same old.
Near-daily hikes have been the norm, but hardly worth talking about, as are these bits of random shit I’m about to throw down.
Random Bit One: A nod to My Musical Prowess.
At some point over the past year, I started including the Soiled Sounds Track of The Post. And sometimes, good things happen to those bands without any help from me whatsoever.
- Longtime faves Spiritual Cramp scored some opening slots on Iggy Pop’s current tour. They will also be headlining at Third Man Records in June.
- Teen Mortgage will be joining indie-metal giants Red Fang for some tour dates this summer. Good for them!!
- The band Do Nothing is releasing their first proper album this summer called Snake Sideway on June 30th.
Random Bit Two: Letting Go is The Final Step Towards Nothing
After months of pissing around, I finally got my Trek Stache up for sale.
It’s been ridden twice on dirt roads since it was built up in the late summer of 2021.
You can check out the ad on Bikelist HERE.
The bike is sweet, but I just do not ride it anymore, and I would much rather have the cash to buy camera goodies that I’m in need of. I’m asking $3,000 but am willing to accept offers, especially from locals.
While I have no immediate plans to ride anytime soon, I still own two and a half other bikes, so it’s not like I am going through some sort of fourth mid-life crisis or some bullshit.
Random Bit Three: Blowing Out The Pipes
Welcome to Blowing out The Pipes, the newest edition to the Soiled Chamois Network and what Woman’s World Magazine mistakenly called “your definitive guide to self-pleasure.” SIDE NOTE: The art director for Woman’s World should be imprisoned. Just sayin’.
In all actuality, I am referring to cleaning out my bird feeder!
In recent weeks, the bird feeder, the bird log, and the bird stick have been void of winged creatures. I suspected mold in the feeder, and I was right!
So, I ditched one feeder and gave the other a thorough cleaning, blowing out the mold with soap and water, letting it dry, and then adding fresh feed. Since then, the feeder and bird stick have been blowing up. So, remember to blow out your feeder’s pipes occasionally, and then you, too, can take shitty photos through the patio door of birds.
After 15 miles in three hikes this week, I’m taking the day off of hiking today to get some outside work done. This will include a trip to Home Depot, the store I spend an average of 45 minutes per trip walking around like an idiot looking for what I need and 2 minutes making the actual purchase. I hate that store! Not to mention I think the founder of Home Depot is some raging capitalist with a Viagra-assisted hard-on for Trump.
Later.