My parents left today for vacation. I have the house to myself for three weeks (unless I leave for the monastery first). I am currently blasting Pink Floyd's "The Wall Live 1980-1981" at an ungodly volume. AND singing along (which I only do when I'm damn sure no one can hear me). No, I can't really hit the high notes. Yes, I can do the screams.

And I set up my bass drum and snare in the basement. I haven't played since December, and if I set up any more than that, I'm sure I'd end up hurting my wrists.