I finished work early today which is fantastic. That gives me more time to do homework (couln't type that with a straight face at all) and put up a post. I've been finishing at 6.30 on Tuesdays for so long that at first I thought I'd made a mistake when I walked out at 3. But that's okay, no one would notice. Fast food employees are a dime a dozen. Literally.
So here I am. What's a topic? How about playing guitar? Because music is always interesting and I've got plenty of anecdotes to draw on from the time I played on stage with Joe Satriani to the time I was in the Beatles to the time I went around teaching metal bands how to play pinch harmonics. Actually to be honest those things didn't really happen. I took lessons at this place in Box Hill for about three years before I quit so I could focus on VCE. My teacher was pretty good. Actually he was REALLY good. He was like Yngwie Malmsteem if Yngwie Malmsteem was good at guitar. And I feel lucky that the lessons were only thirty bucks because I'm sure there are loads of worse music teachers out there who charge more cough cough violin teachers cough cough.
Excuse me.
Anyway I got good enough that I could jam along to Dire Straits songs and Sweet Home Alabama and restring a guitar or adjust the truss rod. But I can't shred or pick a melody with my teeth or anything like that. If you want to see that then go to Japan, where I'm sure every child's first toy is either a musical instrument or a katana. But I'm pretty good. Good enough that I've already put the guitar down to go and pick up a new hobby. Now I'm searching the darkest realms of the internet for a course on Telepathy 101.
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