Almost Easter.

To be brutally honest,  Easter kind of sucked.

Mind you,  I suppose being alive and kicking during any kind of holiday or celebration is a good thing, but Easter typically means a gathering of family for both Travelling Companion and I.  Even though that primarily mean her family,  we still were both missing having some relations around.  My siblings are all too scattered across Canada to ever get together any more than once or twice every 20 years or so.  Hopefully that situation can be remedied over the next few years.  We’ll see.   We’d have to BE in Canada to even come close to solving that one.

 

T.C. had to work today,  even though the rest of Austria is off.  There were going to be a couple stalwart individuals who where due to show up a bit later.  I offered to chauffeur.  There was certainly not going to be any traffic issues,  as you can well see:

 

 

This is almost as rare as a solar eclipse,  which was the reason for the photos.

 

Not much else going on.  Just continuing with the “clean up” from the visit.  That’s mostly laundry of course,  which isn’t that big a deal,  except that I can’t really wash any more than I have room for,  when it comes to hanging up things to dry.  Just one of those joys of living in Europe and not having a dryer.  Yay.

 

Oh,  speaking of cleaning up:

 

 

That,  ladies and gentlemen,  is an ear plug.  I found it (along with a pair of wayward socks) under the couch in the living room,  where one of the band members had crashed.  So this tells me that,  although they are young and play loud music,  somebody is making sure they are wearing earplugs.  Well I’ll be.

You can come to your own conclusions,  but it seems to me that this generation (or at least these guys)  would just as soon not end up stone deaf like those who have subjected themselves to loud music ever since the invention of the amp. 

Speaking of the invention of the amp,  we lost yet another contributor to loud music just the other day when Jim Marshall passed away. 

If Rock Music were a nation,  the four faces on the Rock ‘n Roll version of Mt. Rushmore would be Les Paul,  Leo Fender, Seth Lover and Jim Marshall.   Only my opinion of course.

I’ve included some handy-dandy links there for you, in case you just woke up from a forty year long nap,  or perhaps you’d just like to do some reading.

Have fun with that.

 

Keep an eye on those chocolates.

 

 

Thanks for coming by.

 

 

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