The Mandelbear's Musings

My Younger Daughter is starting to scare me. First she starts writing songs; now she's learning to play guitar -- and doing pretty damned well for the first day. Better than M, in the office across the hall from mine, was doing at that stage. Runs in the family.

Got her a guitar book this afternoon -- "Beginning Guitar for Adults". After we got back from spending the morning at Kaiser (Colleen was having more gastrointestinal problems, plus a pain behind one eye that turned out to be a clogged sinus) and had some lunch (leftovers), Colleen sent me out of the house pointed in the general direction of Gryphon, saying she didn't expect me back much before 6:00.

She should know better.

I actually got the book at The Starving Musician, where I also got a D whistle for myself. They also had a sweet Ovation, maybe one cut above mine: thin body, black with flame decoration. Sounded a bit sweeter than Ruby. Pretty, too. $375. If I'd known that the Y.D. would be coveting Ruby... (Tempted to go back and get it just so I could name it Flame Darling, which might well have been Colleen's name if she'd been born a day later...)

From there I went up 280 to Palo Alto, parked at Fry's, and walked the half-block over to Gryphon. Dangerous place. There was a used Martin 12-string there. Only about $1200. Very easy playing. I could feel my heartrate increasing as I played QV on it. Pure guitar lust. Eeeep!

Just barely made it to Fry's with my checking account intact. Only thing I really needed there was a compact tripod which I'd been wanting for the Zoom H2.

Took my walk along Park Avenue to California Avenue and back; probably about two miles.

Got home around 5:45.