Friday, November 20, 2009

While My Guitar Gently Moans In Agony

A few weeks ago, I got this silly idea in my head that my husband and I needed to learn something new. I gave him two choices: play guitar or speak Italian.

Last night, he ventured out in a rainstorm to buy a Jay Turser electric guitar he found on Craigslist for $45. Grazie!



Now we need to learn how to play the damn thing.

I have this image of us someday being eccentric senior citizens playing in the lounge of a shore resort hotel. We'll be a big hit with the kids who love irony.

2 comments:

Steve said...

Hey -- I'm a kid who loves irony!

And by "kid," I mean, "middle age."

And by "irony," I mean, "dick jokes."

But I'm pretty sure that puts me in good company.

Traci Skene said...

You know my between song banter will include dick jokes. I have to give people a reason to listen to bad guitar playing. Or maybe I'll just write songs about dick jokes...