RocketLauncher
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Now that I'm awake, the world can start turning
Its Saturday! Cartoon time! And pop tarts!
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Now that I'm awake, the world can start turning
Its Saturday! Cartoon time! And pop tarts!
I awoke to a terrible nightmare.
I was trying to decipher a GB troll post.
What a screaming mess!
Moral: No opioids before bedtime.
I was dreaming that my mother was having a different conversation than I was, which is something that has frustrated me often.
And then I dreamed that I was playing a 20 string guitar. Not only is that too many strings to be able to play on a regular neck guitar, but I don't really know how to play guitar...
And then I dreamed that I was playing a 20 string guitar. Not only is that too many strings to be able to play on a regular neck guitar, but I don't really know how to play guitar...
Technically, a 'lute' is an instrument whose strings extend beyond the facing soundboard. Guitars, mandos, 'ukes, banjos, o'uds, violins, cellos, etc are lutes. A zither's strings don't extend out. Hawai'ian guitars, dulcimers, autoharps, and pianos are zithers. A sitar with a hollow neck is in-between.That sounds more like a Zither.
And 'guitar' is more a concept than an artifact. I've seen and fondled all sorts of weird stuff called guitars. A string-less electronic guitar? Had one. No strings, no soundboard, no nothing but a shape and a MIDI socket.
Rock on!
Next please.
Oh. Take a seat and have some coffee. This could take a while.
It usually does. Where can I park my bike please ?
That sounds more like a Zither.
Originally Posted by TeflonGuy
Anyway, what would you do if such an event changed you forever? Made you a better person?
It sucks to put a lot of thought and effort into a post and then find that almost no one is likely to read it because a moderator locked the thread due to a high testosterone alert.
So, I'll move to over here.
It wasn't all that hard for me to become a better person, because of what a shitty person I had become.
I was a drug addict for about five years. I lied to everyone I knew. I stole, I cheated, I manipulated people. I fucked for drugs. I became a willing participant in a drug dealing operation, knowingly pulling other people into the same dead end. And all the while, through two overdoses, a miscarriage and a half dozen misdemeanor arrests, I thought I was cool, I thought I was some kind of badass.
What changed me? The sight of a murdered man's blood on my clothes? The gun barrel pressed against my head? Maybe the expression on my mother's face when she paid my bail? The sound of the cell door slamming behind me?
Whatever the inciting cause was, I clearly recall the moment of clarity when I knew I had to change or die. I have written about it for those who are interested. But desire is not reality. Detox and eighteen months in prison did not change me, but they gave me the opportunity to reflect, to try to understand myself and to learn how to love myself. I knew that everything swung on that one hinge. If I could not learn to treat myself with love, I could never do so with others, I would never even be fit for the company of decent people.
It was a long journey, filled with ups and downs. I stayed clean, I kept out of trouble. But I was still weighed down with fears and doubts and lapses into a self loathing depression.
Then I started to write, and I laid myself bare, here, for any passing stranger to read.
When I had submitted the last chapter of My Fall and Rise, I went to my bed and I curled up in a fetal position and I sobbed for a long time. It was a good cry, a great release of pent up emotional energy that I had held within me for years.
I have a good life now. I have repaired my relationship with my family. I am going to college. I am engaged to a wonderful man. And I keep writing.
After experiencing moderated boards and lightly moderated (basically none) boards, I have discovered that I strongly dislike (i.e., hate) moderated boards.
The randomness and inherent subjectivity of moderation (a/k/a censorship) is annoying and frustrating. While I hate assholes and trolls, I find it far preferable to endure their assholery than the rage that arises when a post is deleted.
For the most part, I've mastered the ability to ignore the trolls and the idiots.
We don't have a like system on this forum, but if we did, I would want to like this one several times. I'm glad that you were able to turn your life around and not get caught in the trappings of your old one.
I'd classify a solid-body MIDI axe with a neck and something like strings (actual or virtual) as a "guitar-like object" (GLO). Thangs like that Casio were "guitar-like" with 6 string-oids in guitar EADGBE tuning. Whatever it was, most guitarists could play it, so there.I've seen one. I didn't rate it as a "guitar", but then, I'm no musician
Are you in a hurry to attain Paradise?Youtube toy videos will be the death of me.
After experiencing moderated boards and lightly moderated (basically none) boards, I have discovered that I strongly dislike (i.e., hate) moderated boards.
The randomness and inherent subjectivity of moderation (a/k/a censorship) is annoying and frustrating. While I hate assholes and trolls, I find it far preferable to endure their assholery than the rage that arises when a post is deleted.
For the most part, I've mastered the ability to ignore the trolls and the idiots.
Nicotine is the hardest drug to quit. I'm hating this. Quit for 10 years, started again, quit for a year, started again. The first two times I quit I quit for other people now there's no one to quit for except myself. Don't see the point in it except the cost, $14.00 a pack....
Try quitting while writing sexy sci-fi.
Mmakes Mme ttyppe double llettterss.
Not at all. I quit many times.Nicotine is the hardest drug to quit.
I'd classify a solid-body MIDI axe with a neck and something like strings (actual or virtual) as a "guitar-like object" (GLO). Thangs like that Casio were "guitar-like" with 6 string-oids in guitar EADGBE tuning. Whatever it was, most guitarists could play it, so there.
My current GLOs have 3, 6, 10, or 12 strings (if not broken). I desire a 4-string tenor guitar tuned like a mandola. I'm tempted to sculpt a guitar da gamba with numerous sympathetic strings. I'd like a sitar but have no place to put it; we're stuffed here. We've room for air guitars, though.