In which I get a new toy.
This is an old acoustic that Bucket ‘gave’ me, and of which I have indefinite custody.
My new free guitar!
It needs strings sooooo bad, and I will buy it some and hopefully start playing regularly. All in an effort to be, you know, more musical. I’m thinking about lessons, even though I would probably never go to lessons, and about starting to write a little… even though I haven’t written a song on a guitar since I was sixteen – more than twenty years ago.
Would someone explain to me how I became old enough to say things like “more than twenty years ago”?! Shite.
I really enjoy the wrapping paper. Where did you get it? Can I have some please?
The wrapping paper’s right here next to my desk, has been for years. And where should I ship it?
This Bucket fellow sounds like a peach. I’ll bet you feel mighty lucky to know someone like that.
Oh, I have another reason for my lack of blog entries…Buzz gave me a half-bottle of Laphroaig scotch….mmm, scotchy-scotch-scotch…
Laphroaig ROCKS THE HOUSE.