he's always watching

8:30pm.

Back home after a productive, if a little fraught time at work, and then a band rehearsal. A few songs starting to come together, but I'm aware I'm probably not rock enough for the sounds we are expected to make.

Not sure I can do much about it, other than try and become angry and shred my vocal chords. Neither of which are particularly appealing. So maybe I need to listen to a lot of Switchfoot or just emulate Jack Black.

I can do the shorts quite happily.

Enjoyed a wee visit with my Mum on the way home too.

Not long back, and here is Steve, a wee extra birthday gift, just checking himself out.