I bought wasp killer (and crabgrass killer – we’re don’t believe in nature in this house) and after rehearsal, John humored me by putting on long pants, a sweatshirt, safety glasses, and leather gloves, and then he went out in the dark, sprayed the hell out of the wasp nest, and sprinted around the side of the house when he saw something drop to the ground. I think I freaked him out with my speculations about swarms of angry flying venomous insects. But they’re dead! He went back out after a couple of minutes with a flashlight to check out the carnage. I’m thrilled they’re dead. He feels kinda bad.
Today was the first day of my new job. Same company, new boss, loads of new (and higher) responsibilities, and I think I’m in a little over my head. It’s a good thing (right?), and I certainly won’t be bored. The best part is the complete and utter lack of anything resembling travel. Or even a commute. I’ll have the occasional meeting in DC, and there may be a time in the fall when I have to spend a few days in a row down there, but the majority of my time will be spent in the office that’s only 20 minutes (max) from my house. SO much better.
Enough about work. I performed my adjunct-to-the-band duties tonight and put their set list together for them. They’ve got a 4th of July gig nearby, and tonight was their last rehearsal before the big day.
Ricky Gervais is doing stand-up in the other room and I can’t concentrate anymore, so I’m off.