Click this link and see if you can see the post…
Whitsett Guitar Works Facebook Post
That is my guitar… on the work bench… you see the old frets, you see it without any frets (yikes!), and you see it with new frets.
I’ll probably steal the photos, but I don’t know if I will be the kind of guy to share them here without permission, and I am not likely to ask permission. Whatevs, right?
Today’s haiku for you is brought to you by internet security. It is not in reference to anything specific though. Just a thought on the state of the universe today.
Cyber attacks are,
such a serious dick move.
Stop being a dick.
What will your life be like in three years
Daily Writing Prompt
Yup… the app and the browser are different prompts again. The tags are different too. The browser’s prompt looks like it will show up on the app a couple of days from now. Nice effin’ bug, jerks.
Today’s tag is dailyprompt-2112… 2112… as in Rush… so this, despite being a dumb question, is my favorite daily writing prompt ever.
So what will my life be like in three years? Hopefully it will be pretty similar to my life today, as my life is pretty good right now. Optimistically, maybe the kids will be living a little closer to us than they do now, but it’s more likely that they will be further away. That will be bad, except that it will probably mean that Jen and I will travel more often so that would be the silver lining.
I will be 55 years old. The chances of me still having red hair will be pretty slim. However, I have been saying that about each new year ever since I turned 40 and somehow the red hair is still there. There’s more white mixed in than there was before, but it’s still mostly red. I think that’s pretty neat. I like being a red head. I hated it when I was a kid, but I love it now. I will be sad when the red head days are over, but it is inevitable and I will definitely be okay with it.
Three years from now I am guessing the band formerly known as Lizardfish will still be looking for a new singer. I will hopefully still be in guitar love with my 1978 Les Paul, and maybe by then I will have had my 1979 ES-335 fixed up too. That would be nice. Maybe by then I will have finished The Great 2015 Re-Recording Project as well. Probably not though.
Have you guessed that I am not taking this question all that seriously? I don’t know where I will be in three years. I just know I will still be with Jen and that’s all I really care about.
Look at how lazy they are. I’m jealous.
If I am going to have my number one guitar back soon then I should probably get going on a November music project, right?
November is National Solo Album Month. NaSoAlMo. The goal is to write and record 29:09 of original music and play all the parts yourself. I do that for every monthly music project so that’s not a big deal. I started one song idea last week. This morning before work I started another and came up with the gimmick for the month.
The first time I finished a NaSoAlMo project I came up with a way to link a bunch of songs together into one giant song. I think I am going to do something along those lines again. The idea I had for the first song had a phrase that was meant to be a coda section that was not used anywhere else in the song. The gimmick is that I will take that coda section and create a variation of it and make that the opening section of the song that comes after it on the playlist. Song number one ends with something, then song number two starts with a variation on that something. Song number two then ends with a coda that isn’t used anywhere else in the song. Song number three opens with a variation on it. Ect Ect. Get it? Then all the songs get smushed together into one giant song file.
Writing it out like this makes me think it’s a dumb idea…. I’m still going to try to do it though. Let’s see how long I stick with this plan.
New bridge and new nut,
and 22 shiny frets.
Almost new guitar.
I just had a chat with the guitar shop. My Les Paul Custom is getting new frets. It’s getting a new bridge too. It’s also getting a new nut, but I guess that is a given when you get new frets.
It will probably be done some time next week and then we can start asking the real questions. That being, how does it feel and how does it sound? Does it feel like an entirely new guitar? Does it sound like an entirely new guitar? The most important question will be this one… do I still love it?
I have been afraid of this for years, and downright terrified ever since I finally pulled the trigger and started the process. Right now? Now I am still terrified, but I also have a new feeling… an unexpected feeling… excitement. I kinda can’t wait to play this guitar with new, clean frets. Oh boy, I am excited. Excellent!
When I bring up the Jetpack/Wordpress app on my iPhone the daily writing prompt looks like this:
When I bring up wordpress.com in a browser on my laptop the daily writing prompt looks like this:
Really guys? You let two different prompts out on the same day? Is this a bug or just really shitty implementation? Add this to the prompt not pulling into the posts on their own anymore, and you have me really not wanting to play this stupid fucking game anymore.
So which question do I answer? Who cares, right? Why even bother?
Aw, hell. Right then. How do I manage screen time for myself. I don’t. I work at a computer for 8+ hours a day and I am an adult. I don’t need to manage my screen time. I am not a child. I can do what I want.
Invent a holiday. I’ll give you one. It just happens to coincide with my birthday, but it’s not related to my birthday. May 8th. That’s the date that Germany surrendered to end the European portion of World War II. We can create a holiday out of that and call it Fascism is Evil Day or something like that. How about Death to Fascism as a Political Ideology Day. We can all celebrate by not being fascists. We can all celebrate by reading of the evils and horrors caused by fascism. We can all celebrate by throwing rocks at fascists, fascist collaborators, and fascist sympathizers. It would absolutely be my favorite holiday of the year.
There. I answered both daily writing prompts because Jetpack or WordPress.com or whoever is responsible for it fucked it all up and put out two prompts.
Fix the fucking bugs, please. Pretty please.
Last night Jen and I had a movie date night in the living room. Tonight we had a dinner date night at a restaurant in Andover. It was an Italian place. We both got chicken piccata. It was wonderful. Both the food and the company.
Love you, sweetie.
Inside the Red Head's Head 