went over to the studio to turn it off.
hard to do. i prefer it with the lights on. humming.
i have been sharing the building with a cat whose family lost everything in katrina. he was using the whole bottom of the building to house furniture for them after they had rebuilt.
(he used to play bass guitar for fat elvis. a great musician...does the best rendition of linin track)
he moved the last of his stuff out today.
i can finally get some work done.
it's a two story building/barn that mrs. 88's great grandfather built.
it smells like old building and incense.
it's not quite ideal for what i want to do, but it's a start. it'll do.
i may or may not be it's final tenant.
