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I roffled pretty hard there.

I have been to several reenactments in Abilene KS. Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

Those were awesome.

Today wound up with a 20w Fender Mustang 1 modeling amp following me home. Used at $50 was something I couldn't pass up. It is going to take some time just to learn how to use the amp, but at least it will save me money on buying pedals and stuff that I don't need, but I sure do want.   I will admit that the necks on the Jackson guitars I fondled today felt absolutely amazing, even on the lower end ones. That is something that continues to amaze me. My first (latest attempt) guitar was an Epiphone Les Paul Special, it has a painted neck, and it felt fine. Until I bought a Squier Strat, that had just a plain finished neck. The feel was so different and I could move up and down the neck without 'sticking.' That of course led to my second Squier. Today, now that I actually know how to do something other than just look at them hanging on the wall I tried a few different guitars, and the Jackson neck was amazing. It was very had to walk out the of the store without one.

My mother was a dependapotumus. After she and my father divorced she dedicated her life to playing the system and doing everything she could to keep my father in and out of court, although he had done nothing wrong. My father was a a naval officer and while he was a deadbeat in the term of humanity, he paid his child support. As an adult now, I fully understand why he was absent, my mother was as crazy as this woman this thread is about. I can't recall her holding a stable job my entire life, and she has been in and out of jail quite a bit. Unfortunately for this woman's children, I don't have much hope for them either. Of my five other siblings, I am the only one that has come out of that disaster and created some semblance of a normal life. Drug abuse, prostitution and physical abuse were things I saw daily and grew up with as 'normal and accepted.' We grew up in the trailer parks near military bases so my mother could ply her trade. Her third husband was in the Army until she managed to get him drummed out and ruined his life.   But she was always a victim.   It took me nearly twenty years after leaving home (and the foster care system) to get her out of my life. After watching most of my siblings follow directly in her path. I have a sister in prison, and she will be there for another seven years or so. I have a brother that is currently a fugitive, another sister that drank herself into oblivion and lost custody of her children and last I heard was living on the streets.   I removed myself from that life.   It is not worth the drama, and you can't fix what wants to stay broken.   My advice to the OP?   Move on, and forget any association with that woman.   If you cross her, she will make it her life to ruin you, and she has NOTHING else to do. That will be her job, and I am sure she won't mind the overtime.

It is the dedicated tools I need, the radius gauges and some stuff from Fret Guru.   I am not a professional, and don't have any aspirations to be. I just want to help my heathen learn to appreciate music beyond pop and have fun myself. Part of the problem I am running into is the 'collector' side of me is going rampant. I currently have two Squier Strats, a Bullet and the 'good' Affinity in HSS, an Epiphone Les Paul Special II, a Fender FA100 acoustic (a screaming deal for a demo at $50!!) and my daughter has a mini Strat and a little acoustic. Then we have the ukulele (oh what fun!) and her violin.   Now I want a Jackson Dinky since I have wanted one ever since I first laid eyes on one.   And a Telecaster.   And an Explorer.   And a Jackson Rhoads...   I really want to put a set of Lace Sensors (blue, silver and red) in the Bullet and upgrade all of the wiring and pots. I don't have the skills to justify that yet, but I have a set of TUSQ saddles, nut and trees in my cart on Amazon, it is just a steep price to drop $100 (some of the specialty tools included) to upgrade a $100 guitar when I have only been at it a month. But I think that is half of the fun for me.

Already have both of his books and one dedicated directly to the Strat.

So with all the big changes in my life in the last couple of months, I have decided to try a new hobby. I am really working on making every experience a good one, and keeping a positive attitude, and honestly, it is working great, even if I do have a bit of animosity still buried in my heart. I know it is unjustified, but I still won't drink a Dr Pepper...   It is an interest I have had nearly all my life, but it something I have never really acted on with any seriousness.   When I was in highschool a group of us decided we would make a band. We played at a couple of talent shows and when we were older a couple of 'teen clubs' and a bar. We did a college competition once, but we were way out of our league. I played the drums, and then later the bass, as no one else wanted to play bass, but drummers were easier to find. Honestly we weren't good, but we had a lot of fun doing it.   I always wanted to play the guitar. But as I was the guy that would get things done, it was easier to just pick up the bass than have a dozen guys all wanting to play the guitar and no one to drum or play bass. Well, fast forward twenty something years, and I have a daughter who decided she wanted to learn to play music.   So we signed her up for the local children's orchestra and bought her a violin. And a guitar. So that lead to me getting a guitar. And well, if there is one thing I understand, it is excess.   So a half of a dozen guitars later, I have one really great looking den/office.    The upside of this is that I have actually been practicing and learning.   Right now we are working on the 'cowboy chords.' A C D G E and transitioning between them. I actually feel like I have made more progress in the last month than I did in a few years of pretending when I was kid.   The next step I am going to is learning how to do my own set-up and intonation. I will wind up having more money in the proper tools than I currently do in my guinea pig Squier Bullet, but it will be a fun process and valuable if I decide down the road to upgrade past the $200 guitar mark. Or dump $400 into a $100 guitar...   Which lets be honest, anyone who knows me knows I am going to trick out the $100 guitar to get every last ounce of performance.

I have an old Toyota Celica. Chaos. Chaos and I have been together fit about fifteen years. 100k miles, three engines, a wreck and a full ground up rebuild. At the end of the day she is a satin black import that is with $2000 if I felt like ripping someone off. Regardless of the $15,000 she had seen in the last ten years on performance parts, or new engines. She is nasty and difficult to drive. Loud and annoying. But she hugs the road and puts a smile on my face every time she blows a fireball out of her side pipe. She lives in my garage, and will fit as long as she wants to. The new Mustang lives in the driveway. Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

Especially the ones that are into sci-fi and fantasy... Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

I think that was Luke putting his hand on Artoo. It was a prosthetic/robotic hand.

I have a 469, which is the compact (subcompact?) version of the 59. It is an accurate and solid gun. I don't dislike it. But it is a bit cumbersome in the hand for a small gun. My wife picked it out because she liked the way it felt, and the price was very right.

I grew up deep in the Cherokee National Forest. I have never seen one, but I know plenty of trustworthy folks that claim to have. What I have heard, often enough to believe it myself, is the scream of a woman from deep in the woods that was always explained to me as that of a panther. Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

I am not sure that being in a tent would be a whole lot safer than attempting to annoy the bear to death.

I hope she was hot, because something has to make up for how annoying she was. Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

I get the American Rifleman, it is a good general purpose magazine. 

I welcome self driving cars. Drivers are morons. If the car followed the rules of the road while Suzy Soccer Mom texted away it would save hours on the road, tons in emissions and billions in car maintenance/repairs. Not to mention the quality of life increase from lack of stress and reclaimed time. I would just hide a Red Barchetta in a barn somewhere. Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

Are we separating and quarantining those at risk, or are we culling the herd of the weak? The old dying man, the woman with the broken foot, are they at risk or weak? The mentally unstable guy, what was the risk there? He was weak. The heroin addict, obviously a risk, but of the infection? I think the weakness of his addiction was the reason he was removed. It has a very strong anti-authoritarian theme going on right now, the incompetent military commander, the soldier that can't procure medicine, the lying doctor...

So far so good. the learning curve has been figuring out 60+ new personalities, the structure and software was the easy part.

What unit is issued full auto Uzis and AKs? Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

The whole thing happened on the property. I don't question their right to have fired me. Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

I watched Mad Max Fury Road the other night and found it to be very enjoyable. Possibly sacrilege, but I found it as awesome as Mad Max and Road Warrior, and better than Beyond Thunderdome. Book of Eli was good, but it was unbelievable due to the major plot point openly revealed at the end. That means that realistic has to go to The Road for me. Or possibly Mad Max if you wanted more action. Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

Bongo, our latest furry family member came to live with us in a similar fashion. I was at my part-time job a couple of months ago and some really sketchy folks came in. One of then had a kitten he was hiding under his shirt. When they left he just threw it into the parking lot and walked on like nothing. One of the girls saw him, so she ran out and crawled under a truck to rescue what was maybe a four week old kitten. Bandit, our lab, thinks the kitten is hers. If he hits the floor, it is time to play. Moeko, our cat, she hates him. Sent from my LGLS740 using Tapatalk

I bet that hurt. ;)

I miss when Robbinsville Road was still gravel... I have an autographed book that Charlie Hall wrote about the Wagon Train and the creation of Robbinsville Road, which is of course now known as The Cherohala Skyway, I also miss when no one else knew about The Tail of the Dragon.