Nice weather

 

Hi Honey!  How's the weather?  We're having some nice weather here lately, not too hot and not too cold.  Just right.  No rain either, so we can get around and do stuff.  I roasted a fresh batch of peanuts last night.  I wanted it to be slightly greasier than usual, but I used too much oil.  The peanuts at the bottom of the pot were too greasy, and most of the salt got stuck to the oil.  

I couldn't catch your gig on Paramount+, I'm hoping it would show up on YouTube.  I'm sure you did awesome, and the company of musicians should have been high quality.  Just right for you!  Isn't that the same situation for you in December, sitting in with someone else's band?  I'm sure you would rather be with your own group.  Winter travel too, so please be careful.  Anyway, I'm going to watch some YouTube.  It's the only channel I can afford.

I seek refuge with Allah from Satan the rejected.

50.  Yet they say, "Why are not signs sent down to him from his Lord?"  Say, "The signs are indeed with Allah, and I am indeed a clear warner".

The Spider 29:50

The same

 

It doesn't suck, Honey.  People are fools to say bad things about you because you're sweet and beautiful like frozen yogurt.  And you're excellent at improv.  What's strange is the gig.  That's a church that's been twisted around.  I'm left to wonder about how you felt, performing in such a strange venue.  Your playing didn't sound uncomfortable.  Well, it's all the same show in that it's never the same.

An old friend of mine sent me some photos of me when I was younger.  Here I was at the pizza joint prepping sourdough.  28 years old, I think.  I had a lot of strength back then, but I never took the chances to be married, even though I wanted to.  It was for the best.  I wasn't ready to take care of a girl.  Back then, I didn't know what to do with the girl once I got her.

Money doesn't solve everything

 

Check out this band, Honey.  I'm sure you have heard of them.  They're called Khruangbin.  Weird name for a American band, even for an Asian like me.  They're not a flamboyant music, but they complement each other perfectly.  Everyone is rhythm driven, but that guitarist totally makes the band.  There are so many options for songwriting with this style.  I can see how their fans can just let their music play on and forget everything else.  I think they sound better live.  That's probably because they're easy to mix.  The vocals are just a lot of hissing and mumbling, but that's OK.  They don't really need a singer.  But the right singer would push them from great to legendary.

I have something I need to record into this weblog.  Many months ago, the ceiling light in the kitty litter room began acting temperamental.  I had to wiggle the switch around to get it to flicker on.  Eventually, it fizzled out completely, and I had to use a different light source.  Then a couple of months later, the fridge wasn't getting enough power.  The light inside wouldn't turn on then the fridge shut down completely, but it worked again when I moved it to a different outlet.  A few nights ago, the other ceiling lights fizzled out.  I thought I would have to pay for an electrician.  Usually when I go to the mosque, I take the back road to avoid traffic.  But last night I unconsciously took the front road, and I saw the junction box on the power pole by the main road smoking.  I didn't have my phone on me, so I decided to report it when I got out of the mosque.  Someone else had reported it though, as it burst into flames.  It didn't take too long for the utility company to replace the box, and my ceiling lights came back on.  It took almost a year for the short circuit in the junction box to become obviously problematic.  If I had in that span of time called in the electricians to fix my home circuitry, they would have failed.  I never made the call because I didn't have the money.

Mexico

 

Whoops!  The server for Mary's stream is down!  They have a pretty funny error page, let me show you:

You weren't dependent on that stream for whatever reason, were you?  Try back tomorrow folks, maybe it will be back up.

Rock Star, you're going to travel the world!  You need to understand your job better.  You're always going around the world, even though you're sitting in your bedroom.  I guess it's because you're so young.  You're both scared and callous (don't give a shit) at the same time.  When I was your age, I was horny and callous.  Which is worse lol.

I've never been to Mexico.  Is Mexico as scary as the movies and TV?  I say yes, so you should study where you're going.  Mexico is the opposite of Japan.  The beaches are nice though.  Make sure you stick to your group Honey, and make sure your group sticks together.

The twist

 

Hm... since you prefer California, then God will wipe out Tennessee.  How many people in your band are from Tennessee?  No, I don't know what's going to happen.  There's only one way to find out.  Global affairs are Biblical, don't you realize that?

I warned you that someone would try to split us apart, and you took "it" as an intimate.  I told you already not to schedule conflicting gigs with your stream with Mary.  You can rectify the situation by streaming from the venue.  It would not interfere with your personal glory, nor your agenda to tread in the footsteps of your classic rock heroes, rather it's a non-issue.  Mary and I are servants of God.  Go ahead and treat Mary like a trash gig, and find out what happens.  You will be tested on this.  The large entertainment entities are well aware of this, and they will definitely arrange conflicts of interest to see what you will do.  I am forced to forgive you, but you're not dealing with me anymore.  You are dealing with Allah.

I seem to have an electrical problem with my house, probably from all the storm activity of September.  The outlets still work, but the ceiling lights are out.  Except for my bedroom/office.  Alhamdulillah.  I don't have to read the Qur'an with a flashlight.  From Allah is our origin, and to Allah is our return.

Sleep

 

I hope you win a Grammy, Honey.  I'm not sure, but that organization makes its decisions based on sales.  Ironically, nowadays that would be similar to making the decision based on artistic merit, which would be the same as making the decision on political connections.  Confused?  So is everyone else.  It's all just a dream...  Anyway, I hope you win!

I saw those photos you posted of the storm devastation in Tennessee.  When did the storm hit?   Was it the same time you announced the Troubadour gig?  Let me guess, showtime is 11 pm?  No, I can't confirm that Tennessee and California are connected that way in your case.  But I will warn you this: if God loves you then God will punish you quickly for your mistakes.  If God hates you then God will let you wander around for years collecting sin, then squash you in a swift, unexpected stroke.  Please start putting your fear in God instead of the damned humans.  Now go back to sleep.  Sweet dreams, Honey.

Psychic is a useless profession

 

Your nose and cheeks are all red.  Am I supposed to understand that you're upset with me for not supporting your move to California?  I can't stop you, Honey.  I can only react to you, and I told you what my reaction is.  I know you will become corrupted when you live and work there as a musician, and there will be nothing I can do to stop it, so I choose to step away.  One doesn't need to be a psychic to know that, it's just plain math and common sense.  Of course, you can get corrupted anywhere and I wouldn't want to be married to you if you got corrupted anywhere, so go ahead and move to California.  You're a grown up now.  All I'm doing to trying to save your purity, because that's the one thing you have that no one else does in this business.  If you didn't need my love, then there's nothing I can do about it.

It was just today that I discovered "The Mentalist" TV series, right before I checked out your latest post.  I used to work as a psychic!  It was to escape pizza.  I could have made a lot of money if I had kept them on the phone, but you have to lie to them to do that.  It only takes a few seconds to say, "You're going to get really sick".  It only takes a few seconds to say, "You are a slut".  Being a psychic is a useless job.  It's pointless to know what's going to happen to someone, because it's going to happen anyway.  Anyway, I don't do that psychic crap anymore.  Now I study the Qur'an.  It's more accurate, and it pleases Allah.