Just a note -- I have a ton of blog posts to catch up on... mostly cool and funky old electrics -- so stay tuned! It's been another crazily-busy weekend. Thank you all for being so patient!
This week has been a bit of a wash, honestly. On Tuesday morning I cut my left index finger to a painful-enough degree that I needed to get it stitched-up at the ER for safety's sake (I couldn't tell how deep it was with that geyser of red that happens when you cut a finger). Yes, I was cutting art prints with an X-Acto -- something ironic because I'm using bandsaws, chisels, and all manner of sharp objects all day long at work. I haven't been to an ER since I was in elementary school!
The good bit is that I'll probably be back to playing "like normal" in a couple weeks or so and I can play bass with my ring and middle in the meantime (my pinky's always been useless), though it sure slows me up in the workshop.
It's apple-picking time again! We got loads more, but here's a shot of us filling-up with goodies stolen from the ghost of Robert Frost -- truly -- next to his cabin up here off of Route 125.
In other news -- I've spent the whole day up to this point returning emails, calls, and updating the museum page which I haven't gotten to since early in May.
It dawned on me last weekend that there must be a better solution for quick recording than having to deal with a floor-mounted mic stand taking up space and being slow to adjust for different instruments (not to mention being a favorite thing for family members and guests to knock over). After browsing around, I decided to plop down adequate money and bought a Heil PL-2T boom. I have to say -- with the amount of recording that I do I'm certainly not in the market for cheap disposable equipment anymore.
While the pic above is a terrible example of it, you get the idea -- it's a simple clamp-on-desk package with a concealed cord channel, no external springs (thank the gods -- if you've used those cheap desk lights you know how annoying the springs can be), and a stiff-but-sturdy action. It moves where you want it to and stays. I'm happy. Stuff like this isn't glorious but it sure is nice to be able to tuck my mic away into my desk alcove in the workshop and have it out of the way... and then pull it out and set it up wherever I want it to be really fast.
I think I've gotten back to all the emails that've landed in my box since the weekend, though I'm still getting back to everyone's calls -- sorry about that! I took a break from any that weren't serious as it's been slamming-busy for a week or so.
In other news: we've entered a weird new world where both of our kids are in some form of school -- and we parent-folks actually have a few hours of extra time in the morning. Can you imagine it? For the first time in years I'm actually getting caught-up on the sidelines of the business -- going back and fixing old posts, doing research (something I used to do a lot a while back), getting more recording done (and, soon, I hope to rejuvenate my 2-years-failed YouTube presence), and managing to get instruments shipped-out on time.
That last one has been incredibly hard with kids and family around as they don't leave me much time to get in the packing-room when the store's not open -- which is, of course, the worst time to pack things because I have people coming in and out all day long. Which gets me to another point -- I absolutely never knew that fixing instruments would be a vocation similar to doctoring! For a few years, now, I've had to leave a fair amount of "slack time" in my day for all of the random instrument illnesses that walk-in daily and need to get solved before gigs, events, vacations, and whatnot. It's a good way to keep me on my toes.