Remember when I talked about my
desires for a National Steel guitar? The kind of guitar that costs whole people's yearly salaries to ship to the sunburnt shores of Australia?
Well, in the last couple of days, I discovered to my absolute and goose-pimple-inducing delight, that I could purchase one of these beautiful beasts for about half the price I would expect in my home country.
So, I did it.
I'm sorry,
Mary, but there's a new love in my life.
Arrggghhh, grrrlll, drooooool ....
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