No comment.

That's not the case anymore!

Not the case.

Comments are back in action!

This makes up for the All Blacks losing this morning. AND I read that Robert is confident about getting into Heaven. Things are looking up, for some of us.

I think that I might go to a jazz jam this afternoon. It's good to have a blow and it beats going to mass. The jam is on this afternoon at the Aro Street hall. It can be a bit of a letdown at times, but it is a chance to 'have a blow'. I know, I know, you don't blow a violin. It's just an old jazz saying.  

"Blowing this doesn't seem to work."

It's raining in the Nui. Spring rain, I guess. I hope this is not the beginning of an almighty world flood, like God created in the Old Testament. God killed lots of potentially innocent people with that flood. Think about it. I wonder if they all were sent to Hell? A lot of children would have died too. On a slightly different note, I heard that 18,000 children have been killed in Gaza. Netanyahu has a lot to answer for. He is obviously following in the footsteps of God. God almighty!

I'm off to do some violin practice now. Or very soon. I changed my strings a couple of days ago. I took off my Evah Pirazzi Gold ones and put on a set of Evah Pirazzi (without the Gold). They sound great. They also have the same colour binding as the strings on my double bass (The Gloria). I thought that Peter would be interested in hearing about my strings. I hope his gout is settling down. Poor bugger, I know what gout is like.

Well, that's it from me.

Ciao tutti.

Has God done this to me?

 

Yeah, he probably did.

Well, I guess Angry Jesus should know what his dad is up to!

The problem? I am unable to comment on blogs in our little community. I decided to check out The Bible for answers.

Second reading: 2 Corinthians 1:6-3

Paul warns of questioning his word. He thinks God has put bloggers at the end of the parade with the men sentenced to death... fools for the sake of Christ...we have no power. He says they go without the ability to post comments on blogs and some will have to work for a living with their own hands. We are treated as the offal and scum of the earth. "It was I that begot you in Christ by preaching the good news".

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Well, I guess that God told us there. This little disruption probably won't warrant a flood that basically wipes out all of mankind. Probably Trump and Putin are going to take care of that anyway. I wonder if the three of them compare notes? 

Rob tells us, in a comment, that it is okay for Cain and Abel to bonk any sisters they might have had. Rob evidently studied this at university before he studied toilet cleaning. Well, God's problem was starting the human race with just two people. He should have used four - two men and two women. Maybe he should have even used about ten - five of each sex. Anyway, Adam and Eve must have had some girls, otherwise we wouldn't be here. Hey, you've got to wonder about God's planning on this one. Still, Rob says it's all okay and above board.

Well, that's me for this morning. Obviously, I won't expect any comments. Though Rob should still be able to comment after he has been to mass.

Ciao.

I can't comment on posts.

What is going on?

Has God done this to me?

The Holy Gospel, Accordion to Peter.

 

Peter had a post to finish. He'd started it the other day but had now run out of ideas. He'd started by taking pot shots at the Old Testament.

* If God had really loved his creations, why did he decide to drown almost all of them?

* Adam and Eve had two sons, Cain and Abel. Who did they breed with to get the human race going? A snake?

* Why couldn't God, he of superpowers, fix the world without having to stick his son on a cross?

Then he thought of Richard's blog. Maybe he should get involved with and talk about a musical instrument? Hey, it worked for Richard! First he thought of a bugle. Then an oboe. No, those two just didn't feel right. Then he decided to go with the piano accordion. Well, why not? After all, he knew a guy who played in Cuba Mall who had already presented the harmonica but he hadn't spotted anyone playing an accordion.

Peter knew that he could use AI to find heaps of information on this instrument. He set to work.

"The accordion has a small keyboard and a pile of buttons. You have to move the instrument in and out to make a sound. That's good exercise, especially if you're a bit older, as I am. I'm keen to spend some time doing some accordion practice and then I'll hit the Cuba Mall. I'm sure that I can drown out an harmonica. I'll have to find some popular songs. Riot In Cellblock No 9? Probably not. The Girl From Ipanema? No, too old. That's the sort of tune old jazz musicians play at weddings. I Got Plenty Of Nothin? No. I want songs that will attract tips. I guess I'd better practise some scales. The guy in the Thorndon fish shop has some scales. Maybe I should ask him for some advice on that one? I know that there is one scale named after a guy who works in mines. There is also one named after a high ranking soldier. Colonel? General? No, it's something else. Maybe the fish guy will know? I guess I could ask Robert. No, he'll just keep quoting the bible.

Well, that's about enough for today's post.

Expect another post soon."

Thanks Peter.

Warm Thursday.

It's a warm Thursday and I'm up early.

Rob is already at work, with no post this morning, and Peter, with no post either, is probably in the bath with his phone. 

It seems that Spring has arrived!

I think I'll take a walk down Cuba Street today, to the Rockshop, to get some guitar strings for my son for Father's Day. I'll also pop into Alistair's Music and pick up some violin strings. I think I'll go for Pirastro Violino strings. That'll make a bit of a change and they're a bit cheaper. If the shop doesn't have them, I'll get some other ones at the Rockshop.

No work today. YES! 

I guess I could have slept in, but I have had enough sleep AND this blogging community needs someone to post.

I'll certainly get some instrument practice done today (as usual). My practice currently stands at 256 hours for the year so far. I'll kick off today with some double bass practice. Then it'll be back on the violin. My violin practice currently stands at 178 hours. I'm really pleased with how my violin practice is going. 

Oops, did I just hear Peter drop his phone into the bath? At least he hasn't got Rob's job. Rob has probably dropped his phone a few times into random toilets. I just hope it is after he has cleaned them.

Well, that's me for this morning. The bass is patiently waiting.

Enjoy your day and be careful when handling your phone.

Ciao tutti.

Violin and big front lawn day.

 Yes, that's right, two things to get done today. 

I'd like to get a couple of hours done on my violin today. Both my double bass and guitar practice are up to date.

I started tidying up our section yesterday. I did quite a bit of weed eating. There is still a lot of work to be done on the back of the section but today I hope to mow the big front lawn. Che va piano va sano e va lontano. One thing at a time.

Guess whose blog has gone again.

Ah well, I guess it will be a quiet day around the blogs. Unless Peter gets his A into G and comes up with something.

As usual I'll pick up my little friend around 4pm and bring him home to see Grandma. We'll no doubt do some jigsaw puzzles together. 

Well, that's it from me. 

It is good to see the sun out for a while. Hey, Spring starts tomorrow!

Ciao.

Of hats and other things.

 I'm a bit worried about Peter. He didn't get home, from a trip into town, until just after 6.30pm last night.

The only hat that Peter 
is allowed to wear.

Robert is allowed to choose from many hats!

As I can too.

Hey, a hat is just a thing that you put on your head.

So, why is Peter staying out so late?

Maybe he's wanting to take his bagpipes to a Jazz jam?

Now there's a hat for Peter!

I titled this post 'Of hats and other things' but I really haven't got anything else to tell you. Sorry.

Anyway, Peter will be sleeping in this morning, after such a late night, and Rob will be getting ready to drive up and pick up L. 

Maybe he'll have to go to work first. 

I've woken up and the sky isn't blue,

But it's fun to clean a toilet or two.

What's that dirty smelly stuff on my brush?

I really haven't got a clue.

It just appeared after I scrubbed that last loo.

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Ciao tutti.