i get my second paycheck in a few days, and i cant wait to start shopping for a new guitar. my strat is so screwed up, i swear. well, if any of you recall the story i told about gluing the head of my guitar back together, you remember it was completely split in half. its starting to crack back apart again, so like every 10 minutes my b string goes out of tune. definitely lame. i messed it up again becasue i was riding my bike home from work and it was like 10:30. i was going down this little hill about a mile away from my house, and its kindof just a road with a big feild surrounding it and a few houses. well im going down this hill, and i nail a mailbox head on with my bike. at the time when i hit it, i have no idea what i even hit, it was that dark. im actually in the air long enough to go "****, MY GUITAR!" kindof weird, but i bring my guitar to work to rock out to the smooth jazz they drone the customers with in the restaurant during my breaks. so anyways, i completely eat **** on the pavement, and i land right on my guitar, sliding as i go. i slid about 3 or 4 feet just on the ground, and my right arm shows it. i have about half my arm covered with these deep gouges that look like 19 wolverines all stratched me in the same direction. so im on the ground, and i disconnect my gig bag from my shoulder strap so i can get up. i look at my right thumb and the base of it is all cut open, and im so grossed out by that fact that i just try and limp my ass home as slow and pathetic as possible. so anywho, not having a car and working 3 miles away definitely sucks.
"the more you know, the less you know. I don't feel like i know shit anymore, but i love it."
-Mike Stern
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