So i volunteer every week at the Canadian National Institute for the Blind, dictating reading materials onto digital recording media for the benefit of those without sight. And today I was reading this week's MacLean's, and it has a tribute piece about Terry Fox. Douglas Coupland writes about travelling to photograph his prosthetic leg, and then about sifting through crates of letters and get well cards in the weeks between stopping his run and his death. Man, it was pretty powerful stuff (not Coupland's writing so much as the situation), and I'm trying to monitor the levels on the soundboard all the while thinking I WILL NOT CRY! I WILL NOT CRY!
Terry Fox rules.
Terry Fox rules.
But for guitar work, I trust the guys at the Twelfth Fret. The LM guys are awesome, but I've been dealing with the Fret guys longer, and I bought this guitar from them.
Click on the "Contact" tab next to my profile, and you can enter a message there that'll get sent to me as an email. Send me a contact number and let me know what I should call you in real life. "Hey, dholokhov - you need another jaeger?" doesn't seem to roll off the tongue.
Like I said - I may be doing entirely too much stressing to even think about socializing. But it's never a bad idea to have options.