…which for some reason makes it even lousier being stuck in the city. In the meantime, I’ll have to content myself with stories of others’ tapping exploits.

Anyways, you know the old expression: “when you can’t tap, think.” And in Sharkwater‘s wake, I’ve been thinking of pretty much everything as fodder for a documentary. When I pick up the six-string and pluck away, I find myself thinking of each riff in terms of score and visualizing scenes that might accompany it. Strange, I know. But I can only think of one way to address the issue, and it involves cameras…

Well, in a couple weeks I’ll be doing some documenting of my own; today I signed up for the Blogger BioBlitz that’s running from April 21-29 (in recognition of National Wildlife Week). I’m not sure where exactly I’ll be poking around, but I figure it’s about time to start haunting the local waterways. The ice has pretty much cleared up, which should make things a little easier, as far as paddling around goes. Of course, I was thinking that some attempts at icebreaking would be fun… Either way, stay tuned — I’ll be posting my B³ results here at a later date.