Jeez. No blog for four days. Plot is busy drawing up charts for recording this weekend, and when you do that you have to look extremely closely at your songs, and when you do that you always feel like saying something on the order of "What the hell piece of crap is this? Why am I bothering? Me? A songwriter?"

That only lasts until the second the tracks come over the headphones and Katsy hits his first snare.

At the same time, the Direct TV guy was here this morning and installed a dish on the roof. We now can say adiós to Comcast. Will it be any better? It certainly appears to be a lot more confusing.