Pick This

You can pick your friends.

And you can pick your nose.

But you can’t pick your friend’s nose.

 

What you can pick, though, is your friend’s guitar.

 

I would like to announce the arrival of Play’s newest fixture, my beat up old guitar.

It will hang out in its equally beat up case near my desk.

Take it for a spin anytime and try not to trip over a drain pipe and fall on it while performing in the dark (that’s already happened once – hence the tape on the back).

 

Given to me by Virginia as a Christmas gift about a year after we met, this basic dreadnought was originally owned by my college roommate. He was also named Ben.  [Cue Twilight Zone Theme]  It has seen good times, sad times, sobriety, and many a reckless bacchanalia.  It’s traveled hundreds of miles playing thousands of songs over dozens of years and it still plays a tune.  Holding a tune is most of its trouble these days, so feel free to use the tuner that is also in the case.  Quick tutorials are available upon request.

 

You have all inspired me to be more musical, so let’s play.

 

-Ben