The Richmond Music Hall is a nice room for bands.
Ducks Ltd. is a new-ish band to me (thanks, CHope) and I’m glad I went out for the show on a Tuesday night.
The sound has lots of ringing guitars and I’d mention The Clean, Soft Pack, and maybe some XTC as points of reference (2 of those 3 bands are faves of mine).
Here’s to live music!
Easter Sunday morning was a great time for tennis. Some inside doubles with a couple of the guys.
Service game was streaky, like always. Ground strokes are still a mess from the re-tape of my racquet handle. I’ll try to fix that before I play again this week.
Spring USTA starts next week and it’s time to start playing outside again.
The temperature was perfect, but the 20mph gusts made it kind of silly.
It’s going to be a long spring and summer of battling the sun.
We’re in a weak local infrastructure pocket, electricity-wise. Some big winds this afternoon knocked the power out, and it’s still out tonight.
They gave us a repair ETA window from 9pm to midnight, so there’s still some room for them to hit it.
The low-light mode on the camera does a nice job of accenting the clouds in the darkness. It doesn’t pick up the hum of the handful of folks that have generators, though, so you’ll just have to imagine those.
I don’t mind getting experimental with food, you win some and you lose some.
This chocolate-dipped flakes version of Special K goes firmly in the L column. No bueno.
I’m going back to the straight Red Berries next time.
Adam and I have been having some fun cereal-based conversations on the podcast and I was excited to try out this Strawberry Cheesecake Special K, since it seemed like an outlier to the generally “healthy” image the Special K branding goes for.
Turns out, it’s boring as hell. And it makes the milk a gross pink.
Do not recommend.
Broke out a green-bottle-Tanqueray martini for podcast recording last night. It was an easy supper for a fun episode.
Very exciting! New Omni album out today. I’ve really enjoyed the angular guitar noises they make and have been absolutely kicking myself for not getting out to see them when they came through RVA a few years ago. It was one of those extra-dumb “I just don’t want to” moves, too, rather than having other plans I couldn’t get out of.
I’m not making that mistake again. They’ll be here in 10 days and touring this record, so I I have some homework to do. I wonder what the merch situation will be?
I love-love the Parra design sense but the clothes are not cut for the full-grown man and the housewares, while beautiful, are way out of my price range.
This Nalgene I snagged from last season’s clearance sale is much more my speed. I’ll park it on a shelf at work. Surely people will recognize my excellent taste and pass along compliments. Surely.
This very wet red-shouldered hawk (I think?) took some time to dry out on our mailbox.
Normally they fly off as soon as they see me, but homey didn’t budge as I got closer.
I gave a wide berth as I went from the car to my house.