Live from Studio Quarantine…

Recording from home, my mom’s home, with everyone else at home, during shelter-in-place, is a little like…

“OKAY EVERYONE IT’S QUARANTINE TIME. LET’S ALL LEARN NEW SKILLS. HOW ABOUT INTERPRETATIVE DANCE REPLACING ALL CONVERSATION?”

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(Except, LOL, my own.)

(I tried getting up at 5 to record, and almost succeeded, but got snuggled back to oblivion. My bad.)

Ice machines, man. Everyone wants cold drinks. And they want them NOW. It’s like we’re living in a desert or something…

What’s that new noise? Ah. A juicer, I’d bet. Okay, well. I got 30% of my project done. Just need two more quiet mornings and I can probably finish. Probably time to call it a day, let people be people and not mimes.

No, autocorrect, I did not mean “mines.” Okay, maybe I did.