Life, Updated
As I mentioned earlier, I sent the Zoom 9002 back to the dealer on Saturday because of issues with the headphone jack. Some units come off an assembly line just fine, and some have a life of problems. For example, there is a certain bus we have in the fleet that seemingly is always having something go wrong with it... and it's not like it's a clunky old thing, either. Voodoo curses, somebody fell asleep at the quality control switch or whatever else, I don't know. I've requested an exchange, so we'll see how things go with the new unit when it arrives. Should be about Thursday and yeah, it can't come soon enough.
I've been pretty polite about this, but at the core of it all, the whole thing has really sucked the root. My wife feels horrible about this, like she got me the worst Christmas present in the history of the world. I mean, I can sort of see where she's coming from; how would you feel if you got your signifigant other a gift they;d wanted for a decade and a half and they'd only been able to fully use it twice if over four months? It's not her fault... it's just frustrating, so that's all the bitching I'm going to do about that. For now.
Lately I have also been reading some stories on the Ibanez.com forums about people finding excellent deals at the local pawnshop for quality guitars, as most people know a Fender Stratocaster or Gibson Les Paul is worth serious dough, but their understanding of musical economics breaks down after that. Axes just like mine have been found for less than a hundred and fifty bucks. Gasp. So next week Lady Jade and I are going to take an expedition, which she is actually looking forward to. Yes, far from rolling her eyes when I mentioned this, her first response was, "I know several pawn shops that are really quality places that we can take a look at. That sounds like fun."
Again, the wonder of Good Husband Points produces a touchdown drive.
Now that tax season is over, we have been going back to the gym again. Since I am still dealing with the torn tissue in my knee, it means that I have to take it a little easy, which as you may imagine is much easier said than done. I hate being out of shape and I loathe having no endurance, so my first trip back to the gym had a sadly predictable result; namely, I pushed myself way too hard and inspired a well-meaning but still extremely biting tongue-lashing from my wife. The thing is, I really don't want to have to have surgery ( because getting cut on is such a highly unamusing process), so I need to take things easier in the gym and not be a macho idiot about things.
This whole process has given me plenty of time to get re-acquainted with the Ibanez, and amazingly, to also continue work on Lottery Odds. Progress bar, you say? Yeah. I've got one.
25831 / 65000 words. 40% done!
So I've got that going for me, too. Back to work tomorrow, a good weekend was had, and how was yours?
I've been pretty polite about this, but at the core of it all, the whole thing has really sucked the root. My wife feels horrible about this, like she got me the worst Christmas present in the history of the world. I mean, I can sort of see where she's coming from; how would you feel if you got your signifigant other a gift they;d wanted for a decade and a half and they'd only been able to fully use it twice if over four months? It's not her fault... it's just frustrating, so that's all the bitching I'm going to do about that. For now.
Lately I have also been reading some stories on the Ibanez.com forums about people finding excellent deals at the local pawnshop for quality guitars, as most people know a Fender Stratocaster or Gibson Les Paul is worth serious dough, but their understanding of musical economics breaks down after that. Axes just like mine have been found for less than a hundred and fifty bucks. Gasp. So next week Lady Jade and I are going to take an expedition, which she is actually looking forward to. Yes, far from rolling her eyes when I mentioned this, her first response was, "I know several pawn shops that are really quality places that we can take a look at. That sounds like fun."
Again, the wonder of Good Husband Points produces a touchdown drive.
Now that tax season is over, we have been going back to the gym again. Since I am still dealing with the torn tissue in my knee, it means that I have to take it a little easy, which as you may imagine is much easier said than done. I hate being out of shape and I loathe having no endurance, so my first trip back to the gym had a sadly predictable result; namely, I pushed myself way too hard and inspired a well-meaning but still extremely biting tongue-lashing from my wife. The thing is, I really don't want to have to have surgery ( because getting cut on is such a highly unamusing process), so I need to take things easier in the gym and not be a macho idiot about things.
This whole process has given me plenty of time to get re-acquainted with the Ibanez, and amazingly, to also continue work on Lottery Odds. Progress bar, you say? Yeah. I've got one.
25831 / 65000 words. 40% done!
So I've got that going for me, too. Back to work tomorrow, a good weekend was had, and how was yours?