New Hobbies

So, my dad died over a year ago and one of the items I inherited was a 1983 Fender Stratocaster. I had initially planned to have it encased in a box with some of his other items and make a glass coffee table or something, but I had a tugging feeling not to. A guitar, especially a 1983 Fender Strat, isn't meant to be stared at behind a pane of tempered glass.

Over the Independence weekend of 2009, we had a family reunion from his side. One particular detail about the reunion that had a major impact on the decision I'm about to let you in on was the full-blown family band that played every night. This wasn't singing songs around the campfire. There were microphones, guitars everywhere, stacks of speakers and amps, keyboards, as well as a box full of other miscellaneous instruments, like tambourines, maracas, and a bunch of stuff I've seen but never heard the name of. Everyone was musically gifted it seemed. One person was missing though, obviously, both literally and metaphorically.

That was the weekend I decided to take up guitar. To honor my Dad, and hopefully, I can be come as gifted a guitar player as he was.

So, I've also recently purchased a not-so-used Ibanez acoustic guitar. Now I have two guitars and no skill. I can at least say I know the main chords. I'm still waiting for that epiphany where suddenly, it all comes together.

I need a Muse

I haven't been feeling very creative lately. Not that any of my posts are, but the thought process seems to have slowed down. I don't write here everyday like a diary, as you've noticed.

I try to say something only when it matters or seems important. I'd like my words to carry some weight. Like, when you throw a hand full of small pebbles in the water, there are a lot of them and they make ripples but, no one really notices. On the other hand, when you throw a single big boulder in the water, everyone perks up too look around and see where the commotion is coming. I'm sure there's some ancient Chinese proverb somewhere out there that lays out my meaning more colorfully and philosophically. That makes me think of that Oscar Wilde quote I posted earlier.