My father’s family usually has some kind of reunion on the 4th of July. In the year that my oldest child was first in existence for the 4th, my uncle called my brother and invited us to go. My brother covered his phone microphone and asked me if we wanted to go. I wasn’t feeling like it that day and told him to say “no” and give any reason he wanted, which would have included possibly just blaming me for no one going. What happened next is one for the history books.
I think of myself as a pretty dang good guitarist. I can be pretty cocky about it and get snooty with people who claim to play guitar but only play D, C, G or power chords and have no knowledge of any guitar techniques. My castle made of sand could easily be crumbled if I ran into any of the people on this list. Most people haven’t even heard of them but I deem them to be among the great guitar players. So here they are in no particular order:
I would be willing to wager that there are many people who don’t know why we have Memorial Day. Luckily I am here to either inform or refresh your memory on the topic.
I heard about “Net Neutrality” a few years back and was not convinced by the main crux of the push for it. The people who want it say that it’s purpose is in case your Internet Service Provider decides to give more bandwidth to bigger companies, who may even pay for improved access to their site, while restricting smaller sites speeds. They want equality in site speed across the internet. It always smelled pretty weak and seemed like a made up “crisis” to me.
It is often very fun to write a letter to a company about their products or services. I once wrote a sweet letter to Charmin about a way they could save money by making rectangular sheets instead of squares. Sadly I do not have a copy of that letter or their reply which was very interesting.
I just saw something that made me feel like a schlub. What could it be that would make me feel so banausic? It has to do with one of the great regrets of my life. I never asked my father-in-law for his daughter’s hand in marriage. My defense has always been that she told me I didn’t need to, but that is a lame excuse as I should have just done it anyway. Luckily he is one of the coolest people on the planet and is very, very kind to me. Having two daughters myself now, I can say that I would want this little rite of passage to take place, but if my girls like guys who are as amazing as I am I could overlook not having it. All of that aside, let’s look at what triggered all these feelings:
There are few things as wonderful as hearing someone cover a song and make it sound new and refreshing to you. In fact there are some groups that I only enjoy through the filter of being covered by someone else (Beatles). If you feel as I do, oh, you should be as excited as I am about what I came across today.
“I’ll be honest with you, I love his music. I do. I’m a Michael Bolton fan. For my money, I don’t know if it gets any better than when he sings ‘When a Man Loves a Woman’.”
When you have run up debt and bills so high that you cannot fathom the numbers the best and quickest way to make your problem go away permanently is demonstrated in this video:
When planning the crime of the century it is probably a good idea to make sure you haven’t accidentally dialed 911 with dispatch now recording your plans. I guess you could do that if you were getting bored with the monotony of the average heist and wanted to add something to up the degree of difficulty.
