Be Safe Out There, Sailors.

A large red lobster sculpture on the roof of a building with a sign reading 'The Taste of Maine,' and an American flag pole in front.
There be monsters out there.
A musician playing a bass guitar in a cluttered music studio with various instruments and equipment in the background.
I was ALSO surprised to be handed the first of 12 prototypes of a new NS bass guitar, 6-strings and radiused fretting and 100% carbon fiber. It was an absolute dream to play.
A person standing on a beach with sand sculptures in the foreground, under a sky with pastel colors at sunset.
Heather found us a great place to stay betwixt Nobleboro and our next stop in Cape Cod. After settling into our extremely cute hotel, we walked down to the beach and appreciated other people’s sand castles.

Yesterday should’ve been an excellent day. Right from the get-go Heather found a turtle and I fed it a tomato. We spent some time with our excellent host as we dropped her off at the ferry. Kristen took me on a scenic train ride. We had ice cream at a place that was nostalgic to her and then came back and had plenty of time to eat gourmet pizza while setting up for the Lair as it misted outside. The rain ended in time for us to have a leisurely moment to make sure everything was set up and solid before running the Lair, came back inside and had a quiet evening before going to bed.

And the box turtle WAS a beautiful creature. And though he ignored my gift at first, by the time we’d returned from our day’s wanderings it had eaten the tomato.

And it WAS wonderful getting to chat further with our host. She is an incredible example of what we should all aspire to: an elegant and driven 84-year-old woman who sparkles when she talks of an incredibly Lived (and still Living) Life. Travels and stories and a tale for everything in the house.

Once we’d dropped her off at the ferry port Kristen and I went around the corner to the train station and checked in for our Scenic Cape Cod train ride. This is where things began to metaphorically come off the rails a little bit, but I’m planning not to dwell.

A woman wearing glasses and a shirt with 'Rebecca Berlin' holds a bottle of gin, smiling at the camera, while an older woman with short hair, wearing a light cardigan, gestures happily beside her.
Our wonderful host, Julie. She owns a place on Cape Cod and is our brother-in-law’s mother, and I don’t know what that makes her to us. She was overjoyed to have us stay at her place as she was going to be spending most of the week up at a book festival and we could drop her off at the ferry! We were invited in for cocktail hour and dinner, and had some gin that her family distillery makes. Julie is the fiery, sharp-as-a-tack 84 that I shall aspire to be in another 33 years.

However, for my own Lair notes: what went wrong? Well, first off, I think I have a limited patience with a New England accent in a tour capacity. But that’s neither here nor there.

The CQ20B does fine just plugged directly into the computer, though the output is absolutely low – but this may be (should be) my new model at the SPARK, simplifying the setup by one piece of gear and two cables – but something was definitely amiss with the camera going into my laptop. The R8 has been used with the last several Lairs with that cable sans mishap. I dropped it earlier today but it seemed to be operating fine. I taped in some relief, so I don’t THINK there was anything amiss with the cable, but we kept getting blackouts. I think perhaps the HDMI adapter was what was failing? Usually if it’s the adapter that fails, we start getting test patterns, so either the input on the adapter or something new with the camera or the cable. I think the former’s most likely, with the one additional possibility being a failure of the USB ports. The only reason I even THINK of that as a possibility is we’re getting similar gapping / blackouts at the SPARK which is where I use this laptop, but none of the rest of the equipment I used today (cable, camera, adapter) was in play last night. I switched USB ports and, for as much as I’d like an excuse to replace this laptop, I think it’s a peripheral component. Additionally, the problems at the SPARK seem to be happening in advance of the BlackMagic, AND if it was a USB port failure I’d kind of expect to receive a “disconnect” notice from StreamYard.

A vintage train with the number 2011 is parked at a station, with passengers walking along a platform surrounded by trees and a wooden structure.
The Cape Cod Scenic Railroad doesn’t tell you much about it’s trains, so I can’t tell you anything other than this diesel locomotive was ACQUIRED in 2011, that’s not it’s actual engine number. I’ve been sad that there’s not more information given or available on the trains. I was ALSO sad to learn that the most famous cryptid in the area are the mermaids of the Cape Cod Canal and this wasn’t mentioned in the tour at ALL! Bah!

Blah. Thank you for letting me think out loud. I guess I should count the positives: my camera failed but I could use my phone as a back up AND Heather’s guitar cable, which had failed at Sunday’s house concert, seemed to be up and running for last night. Oh Holy Trinity of Technocore, Omnissiah and Cyberdyne Systems, how I hate intermittent electronic failures.

In the night I had a nightmare that we were setting up on a big stage that kept getting smaller and smaller to the point that I was having trouble setting up. At first I thought everyone had forgotten that Joey was on the gig and set up without leaving him a space, and then I realized that Joey was already there, but a LOT of the stuff that was on the stage was new Joey gear. He had ramps that went around his kit, TWO sets of rototoms, a set of electronic triggers and a second kick drum and I was being crowded off the stage even before we tried to mic the new behemoth.

A selfie featuring two people with sunglasses standing in front of a vintage red and white train numbered 2011, located at a train station under a wooden shelter.

I woke up worrying that I didn’t have enough channels.

Sometime overnight it clearly rained some more and wiped out a gigantic branch that had been hanging over the really beautiful garden sitting spaces at our host’s house. I’m pretty sure it didn’t happen during the Lair, but it would’ve swatted us down pretty effectively if it had, so we made good location choices last night and I’m glad that (most of) the lawn furniture had been moved out of swatting range.

The fog is thick on Buzzards Bay and I’m very surprised to see how much activity is going on out on the water. As my eyes adjusted to the grey-on-grey palette I saw at least three boats go by at speed amongst the half-dozen that seem to be at anchor.

Stay safe out there, sailors. Today ilyAIMY will NOT be joining you!

A view from a performance stage with a microphone in the foreground, garden scenery in the background featuring green grass, blooming flowers, and large rocks.
Our view from the Lair on Wednesday night on Cape Cod, MA.

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