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hanging art picture dump!

all pieces i’ve finished over the past year, and finally got to hanging them.

all pieces i’ve finished over the past year, and finally got to hanging them.

in the meantime, my orthopedist was all smiles at my four-week appointment, happy with my range of motion. asked about hockey, of course, and he said to make an appointment in eight weeks and if my recovery keeps up at this rate, i can go back to playing in JUNE!!! whoo hoo! in the next couple weeks, i’ll start light weights. news that completely lifted my week.

signed up for a no-ice hockey clinic on 1 april, working on positioning, winning faceoffs, etc. so not hockey, but hockey. AND i signed up with the Traveling Clusterpucks (local group of women who get together teams for tournaments in far away places) to go to latvia in october. really excited about that. AND i got a super cheap round trip ticket to riga for $450! so satch will come with me. whoo hoo!

so i’m gonna break for a second and just talk about AI/Programmed vs. real old school college/community station radio. rather have a curated playlist from people who i know (or have known or at least know about) instead of computer-selected spotify. still holding onto that human connection. yes, humans program spotify, but i’d rather get it directly from a thinking/feeling human. not that spotify doesn’t have its plusses, cause it does. but i just prefer live djs on wowd or wmbr. do wish some of them would cut the chatter. anyhow, it’s the same way i still prefer the imperfections of vinyl than the always-crisp tones of digitally recorded music. vinyl, with all it’s negatives, still just makes me feel more like i’m there in the room with the band. which is my ultimate choice for music listening. digital erases lots of the background noise, by definition. and i like the background noise. it feels more real. such a hypocrite, though, listening to wowd now, as always, through the interwebs to my computer that is more technologically advanced than i could have imagined when i was a kid. you take what you can get. and this is good for me, for now.

oh! and satch tattooed a hockey stick/puck on my butt. that’s a picture for later.

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