Monday, November 13, 2017

Guitar Center Sucks

Maybe you shouldn't buy non-guitar equipment from a place called GUITAR Center.  They recently really botched up an order online.  Perhaps they're better in person... or not.  They don't seem that great in person, either.  The prices posted online seem good, but good luck getting it from there to you.

The good ole' days of Bailey Brothers, Art's  and Capital Music...  I miss that.  Even our local Effinger's or Z's.  What happened to those awesome days?  A trip to the guitar shop was like going to an amusement park.  Now we have impersonal websites and reps on the phone who barely seem to know how to tie their shoes.  Over the phone you have no idea if they're even wearing shoes.  Not that I care about if they wear shoes or not... I digress.

Yeah, there were arrogant snots at some of those local places.  They would eventually talk you out of liking music, if you let them... but there were also cool folks who would talk music and trash.  There has to be something to take the place of that.  Is the interwebnet really taking that spot?  Surely not.

Maybe growing up in the pre-www days made it seem more fulfilling to find a spot where people gathered to talk about common interests.  Social networking has really opened up the world, to understate it immensely.  Yet, somehow, there is still something better about getting that hungry loneliness abated and even satiated for a little while with a visit to the shrine to guitars for sale.

Sunday, October 29, 2017

Nice Weather You're Having

Why does it go from intolerably hot to uncomfortably cold?  Heat is good at the beach and cold is good when I can bundle up with my girl.  Why can't it just be 70 degrees outside all the rest of the time?

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Unmitigated Gall

If you have your gall bladder removed, remember not to skip a meal.

Thursday, September 14, 2017

It's Good to Have a Tongue

Thank God no one wrote in the margins.  The best stage is one.  Tonagual shape shifts back into his natural form, sans a glossectomized chunk.

Tuesday, August 29, 2017


Now it looks like something that might have popped out of the chest of a character on an Aliens movie.

Monday, August 28, 2017

Looks Cool, though...

My tongue now reminds me of the back pocket on a pair of designer jeans from the 1970s.

Sunday, August 27, 2017

Can't Talk Right Now

There are a line of stitches in my tongue.  Maybe pictures will eventually find their way onto the blog.  Maybe not.

Never been in the hospital before in my life and I've now had two surgeries for totally unrelated issues in less than a month.  Not to mention a biopsy, PET scan and sitting numbly by myself in the cancer center while other people who are obviously pretty far along in their treatment wait patiently.

A week ago things seemed pretty bleak.  You try to avoid thinking the worst, but the C word is like kryptonite to any kind of positivity.  You can't watch TV without hearing dozens of references you never noticed before.  Now, the bad is cut out, and the recovery begins.

Thank God for clean PET scans, good surgeons, painkillers, good coworkers and good employers.  I've really tried to keep this from people until I knew what path I was about to be following.  There's still a little uncertainty but I already feel so much better than I did just a week ago, at least mentally.

Finally tried solid food tonight.  Poor Amy was eating the broths and creamed stuff with me since Wednesday.  We went and picked up McDonald's after watching "The Founder" on Netflix.  I had a cheeseburger.  Although it was dry, took 30 minutes to mush up to eat and tasted like it had been waiting all day for me to get it, it was the best cheeseburger I've ever eaten.