So Conor has this guitar that his grandfather bought for 50 cents at a yard sale. We went to the guitar shop yesterday to get a new bridge pin. The guy charged us 18 cents too much, so he offered to string it to make up for it. We brought it in. Turns out its a 1958 Gibson LG-0. However, I've been informed that selling it is grounds for divorce. We've got a little too much moolah tied up in saxophones and guitars around here. On a side note, I've decided I want to play the hammered dulcimer. As soon as I figure out how one plays the hammered dulcimer. I'm guessing there are hammers involved.
30.4.06
Treasures in the Attic
So Conor has this guitar that his grandfather bought for 50 cents at a yard sale. We went to the guitar shop yesterday to get a new bridge pin. The guy charged us 18 cents too much, so he offered to string it to make up for it. We brought it in. Turns out its a 1958 Gibson LG-0. However, I've been informed that selling it is grounds for divorce. We've got a little too much moolah tied up in saxophones and guitars around here. On a side note, I've decided I want to play the hammered dulcimer. As soon as I figure out how one plays the hammered dulcimer. I'm guessing there are hammers involved.
26.4.06
18.4.06
building a nest in the backyard
I have an uncontrollable urge to make the backyard all cute and comfy. This afternoon I went out to water the weeds (since they outnumber the grass by far) to make them a little green so as not to cut open your feet. (I'd also like to mention that it shouldn't be 92 degrees in April anywhere but HELL.) But I digress. Miss V ran through the hose and tried to drink out of it. I could hardly stand the cuteness. This backyard nesty urge my be so strong as to force me to PURCHASE things that aren't life or death necessities. I'll keep you posted....
16.4.06
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