Astral Samurai

On the first of August most of the ill feelings about the car drifted away. I refocused my attention to the thing most important to me, building the guitar. I kept thinking about my neck and I knew I still needed abalone for the rosette on the soundboard. My grandmother and I went on a little adventure trying to find abalone locally. I found this small shop on the wharf but they only sold shells, beautiful shells but I needed something pre-cut. From the looks of it I'd need more than one shell to make a flat circular rosette  On the same adventure I called Dave looking to buy a shorter truss rod to fit my unfinished neck. He didn't pick up and I figured I must have said something to offend him. By the time we got home he called up saying he might be able to stop by. This all from the guy who didn't seem to want to be found at all. Later that day he came by and checked out the shop. I think he was a little offended I started on the back plate without him. He rough housed...

By July 1st I'd been in New York for 3 days it took me a full twenty four hours to recover from the fiasco at the airport. The weather was odd, it went from extreme humidity, hot, to rainy, and damp in the same day. At some point I was sweating so much that it was dripping off my glasses as if they were tears. I did not put as much into this trip as in Febuary, so it all seemed to go by quickly. I took time to catch up with my Yoga, and also made use of my dad's barbells. The main event my cousin's wedding on the fourth of July was good. I met up with a few old friends in town. I also made a quick city trip with my dad and grabbed these cookies my grandmother was after. I noted that even on Long Island there seemed to be more people. Maybe that was just me being used to California being so empty. At the least I got a new cell phone out of it on my dad's dime. Just in time before my flight back to California. I almost always get the window seat, so the flight ...