State Of The World, Pre-Halloween

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So I’ve been wanting a ‘classic’ strat for a while, and when I got a small bonus at work recently, I decided that I was going to sell my other strat (2000 American Standard) and buy a ’62 reissue. I sold it this week and have been checking around to see where I can get a good deal. They had one at Guitar Showcase but not in any of the colors I want (I wanted Olympic White, Seafoam Green or 3-tone sunburst). List $2K, Sale price $1399. I have a friend that works at an online music retailer who said he could get it for around $1100-1150, depending on the color (apparently the sunburst is more expensive.) And he could either get it during the Christmas window or here at their local store when he was back for Thanksgiving. I went over to the store and they didn’t have any of them in stock, and said they’d have to special order it (with a deposit) if I wanted it. After hanging out with my wife, I convinced her to come back to Guitar Showcase and check out the guitar and show her the colors I was thinking of. (She rolls her eyes but puts up with me! Love ya hun!) And after we do that, I show her the ‘vintage’ room where they have some amazing guitars and such behind glass, and a bunch of Fender Custom shop stuff, custom relic’s etc. And as we’re leaving the vintage room, I see tucked behind another guitar, a ’62 reissue sunburst. I check the tag and it’s on Consignment. I pull it out and look it over, and it’s unreal, completely unused, tags and plastic still on the pickguard.
It looked as though it had never been used, ever. The guy goes to check on the listing and eventually comes back with the case, brown tolex, perfect shape, not a single nick even on the case. So what do I do? Look with pleading eyes at my amazing wife who, with great wisdom tells me “Pay for it so we can go get the kids.” Pictures coming soon.

In Other News: We appeared on Mystery Diagnosis this week, the episode was called “The Woman Who Craved Pickles”, and it wasn’t as horrible as I thought it was going to be.

Also, my virtual band is going to play a real gig. Well, half of us anyways. Will update further.

The San Francisco Beat Boys

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Hey Jack Kerouac/I think of your mother
And all the tears she cried/they would cry for none other
Than her little boy lost in a little world that hated/And that dared to drag him down
Her little boy courageous

He chose his words from mouths of/Babes got lost in the world
The hip-flash slinging madmen/Steaming café flirts
They all spoke through you

Hey Jack, now for the tricky part/When you were the brightest star
Who were the shadows?
Of the San Francisco beat boys/You were the favourite
Now they sit and rattle their bones/And think of their blood stoned days

You chose your words from mouths of/Babes got lost in the world
The hip-flask slinging madmen/Steaming café flirts
In Chinatown, howling at night

Allen baby, why so jaded?/Have the boys all grown up and their beauty faded?
Billy, what a saint they made you/You’re just like Mary down in Mexico on All Souls’ Day

You chose your words from mouths of / Babes got lost in the world
The cool junk booting madmen/Street minded girls
In Harlem, howling at night

What a tear stained shock of the world/You’ve gone away without saying
Goodbye.

State Of The Union Address

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So, lots of things going on.. I’ve been seduced by facebook. A bit surprising, given that I’m not so into social networking. It’s actually been really neat, I get to really keep in touch with relatives that I usually wouldn’t, and I’ve rediscovered some old friends!

Also, we went camping (we = my family) and it was awesome. Kelly has up here. I love going camping, especially up there. It’s amazingly relaxing, and getting to spend quality time with Kelly & the kids is fantastic.

What else is new… I got Kelly an iPhone, and she loves it. Still waiting for mine, however. I’m working on some stuff at work and it seems to be dragging on forevah. Summer is always a disjoint time, when things are chopped up.. so many activities that go on, and trying to coordinate is usually a pain.

Anyways, we’re coming up on the beginning of the new ‘year’ at church, and we’re supposed to have auditions. I’m not so hip into this. In fact, I’m *really* not into these. The thought of going and playing in front of a bunch of people that I don’t know.. and having them judge me… not so much for this hard core introvert. I have like a little panic attack whenever I think about it.. I’m trying to steel myself for it, but I still find myself on the fence, thinking.. maybe I don’t need to play this year.. What if I just take the year off… So, maybe. We’ll see. God might have something in store for me that’s not worship related.

Also a dream last night, but it will be a whole other entry.

Canadian roots

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First an aside: I had to actually go to my blog website instead of using the Dashboard widget that I usually do b/c I wanted to add a category. (Canada)

I wanted to post something that really resonates. There’s a short story that is taught in most canadian schools. It’s called “The Sweater” or “The Hockey Sweater”. IT’s also a short film that I just found out can be seen here.