Wednesday, October 19, 2005

short story of the month (NOV 05)

This is how things go for me:

Musicians Freinds had been advertising the "B.C. RICH rich bitch" in thier catalog for years, but they day (not the day before, not the day after- BUT "THE DAY") I decide to order, the guitar is discontinued from the factory. NOT AVAILABLE. More frustration and aggrivation not to mention the loss of money from having to cancel the money order I used to pay for it....

So there I am riding on the bus in a not so cool part of town and SCREAMING out to me from the window of a pawn shop is, you guessed it - THE GUITAR. I immediatly pushed the stop button and got off the bus. The proprietors were asking $140. (Never pay the 1st price they throw at you in a pawn shop.) I countered "$120, you gotta case for it?" He went to check while I calculated the find: Musicians freinds price was $179 + s/h, easily $200. This was a steal!

The clerk cames back with a "gig bag" telling me he has no case for it. I took the guitar and the gig bag for $120.... and this is the guitar thats on the bands 1st video and the one that sets beside me and I pick up and fiddle around with creating new riffs and song ideas...

EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON...and that same sentence reverberated though the halls of time itself and through the bloodstream and hearts of all men and all reason as the river of life flowed through timeitself and towards the listening post on Alpha Sentari..."NO!" he cursed under his breath so as not to alert the others, "This could not be happening AGAIN!!". He thought for a moment and knew deep in his heart he HAD to report it... but instead he went home early complaining of a stomach ache; it was half true. He tried to buy some time. He realized though the jig was up and it would be back to 36 hour day work shifts. He dreaded it. "Just a day with the family" he consoled himself within his concious thought as he flew toward home. "just a day with the family before the "back at it again". He felt like a robot and wondered deeply if he was'nt.

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