Not much to report on today. Well, I guess that’s not entirely true. Earlier today I had a package delivered to my house. I wasn’t expecting anything. So, I was a little caught off guard when the package was left on my porch. I also thought it was weird because my front door was open, with the screen door closed. It has been warmer outside than inside, so I’ve been letting the warm air in. It’s a lot cheaper that way. I thought I may have heard the guy say something, but I wasn’t quite sure. I just thought it was weird to not get the attention of the recipient, especially when they’re obviously home. I guess technically he did get my attention. And I suppose stopping and knocking at every door would be quite time consuming. So, I guess I’ll drop it. I went out to look at the package. Not expecting anything, I looked for the address first. It was misdelivered. We are number 32 and it was for number 34. The units are all marked, so I thought it was odd to have made a 2-home mistake. But hey, I get it, people get in a hurry. And, if you’re not familiar with the area, maybe it all looks the same, I don’t know. I was glad however, that it was only a 2-home error. Last year, we got a package that wasn’t even for our community. It was supposed to have been delivered to a place almost a mile away. That was mind boggling, because it really wasn’t our address. I drove that one to where it needed to be. The person was thankful. But, today, as I was about to take the package to my neighbor, a fire truck pulls up right in front of my house. Curiously I peeked through the window to see what was going on. And, it turns out, they had an ambulance with them, and they were taking away one of my neighbors from 31! I decided to wait a little.
I couldn’t quite see as I was looking through
the window who it was. A couple lives there. They are older. He’s the one who
trimmed my bushes, that I told you about a couple of weeks ago. I’m not sure
which one it was. I hope they’re okay. I think it must be, because they were
gone in less than 10 minutes. I also thought it was strange that there were no
lights or sirens. That also leads me to believe that it may have not been that
serious. Although I know that you normally don’t get taken away by ambulance,
there are times when it’s less severe, or at least not an “emergency.” That’s
one of the reasons I decided to stay inside and let them do there thing. I know
we’re all curious when we see something like that, but I don’t want to be one
of the looky-loos, standing around trying to get details. I also don’t want to
be part of the rumor mill, or God forbid, have one of my neighbors try to talk
to me about what happened. I don’t like getting in the middle. I don’t want to
get in the middle. Plus, I wouldn’t want to be around if something goes awry.
Also, I thought it might look a little strange if “all of a sudden” I decide to
deliver this package. “Oh, don’t mind me, I just decided to try to deliver this
package in the middle of what could be an emergency situation.” I didn’t even
need to go that way, but still, the truck was right in front of my house, I
would have had to walk around it. I think it would look to much like I was
trying to be an incognito looky-loo. “Oh, I don’t care what’s going on over
there, I just thought right now would be an excellent time to deliver this
misdelivered package.” I waited a few minutes after they left to take the
package. I wasn’t sure if they were home or not, so I just left it near their
door in an obvious place.
There’s no practice this week. Well, no
official practice. I still have to practice to keep my fingers calloused. If I
go too long without playing, my fingers get soft, and I have to re-callous them.
That sucks! Not many things hurt worse than playing your bass with brand new,
fresh skin. My wrist was hurt last year, and I basically had to relearn how to
play. I feel like I’ve been trying to get my fingers back into shape since
then. I’m not going to let that happen again. Plus, we’re learning a new cover
song, so I have something to dig into. It’s a Minor Threat song. It’s right up
my alley. But I find myself wondering how I have lived my whole life without
hearing it. I’ve heard the name Minor Threat often, but I never really got
exposed to it. Now I’m like wow! It’s something I probably should have heard a
long time ago. But there was no internet back then, and I had no friends, so it’s
not likely that I would have gotten introduced. The Calvin’s drummer got Covid,
which is why no practice this week. We scheduled it for today since I didn’t
have Eruption practice, but he’s still not well. Good! Keep that shit away from
me. It seems like a lot of people are still getting it. Our daughter got it the
week after Thanksgiving! Plus, this seems to be knocking people down. The last
time I heard of people getting Covid, it was like: “Eh, it wasn’t that bad.” This
time people are down for a week. And I know it has been a big deal, and I know
people were dying, but I’m talking about local, personal, accounts. Anyway, I’m
all about not getting sick, so if that means no practice, then I’m all good. On
another note, I was correct about the Eruption drummer as well. My other
bandmates are busy the last 3 Thursdays of the year, so he has time to heal.
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