I bought my first guitar yesterday for $75 from a guy named Lenny that I met through the wonderful world of craig's list. It's really no monumental occurrence; millions of people use craig's list to buy stuff every day, and probably half as many have bought musical instruments.
But, one acute difference where I'm concerned is that a. I don't know how to play the guitar, and b. I don't generally go to strangers' houses to purchase goods.
Point b is fairly irrelevant, but as I arrived at Lenny's and knocked on the door at our pre-arranged time after I got off work, it occurred to me that no one knew where I was and even more disturbing, it occurred to me that it would be until the next day that I didn't show up for work and then weekend plans, that anyone would even know I was missing.
These are thoughts a girl from Mississippi has in Philadelphia sometimes. I don't know if it makes me cautious or a wuss, but I'd rather not end up on Fox Channel 9 news here, where the newscasters can barely read and would most likely mispronounce my name when they reported that my head had been found on South Street while an arm turned up in Wissahickon (because I like to say Wissahickon).
Anyway, back to the guitar thing. I have wanted to learn to play guitar since I was about 10. I took lessons, in fact, for about 6 weeks, until my mother decided that the stupid piano was a more lady-like instrument for a Southern girl to learn. (for all the good that ladylike business did)
So, alas, I had been consigned to staring longingly at those who could pick up a guitar, start to strum and immediately conjure images of Bob Dylan or Joni Mitchell.
I even made a New Year's resolution about 3 years ago to learn to play, since it was something I always wanted to do, but I believe that was the same year I resolved to quit smoking(see earlier post), so it fell by the wayside.
Having been knocked sideways by a few things this week, I realized, "What the heck am I waiting for?" How long will I have nearly unlimited time/resources all to MYSELF to do what I want, when I want and really better myself as a person?
Well, considering that I think my 3-year niece will be in a functional relationship sooner than I will, I may always have unlimited time to myself, but my more optimistic part says that will not always be the case, and one day, I will have the demands of juggling the things that a modern-day gal has to juggle and won't be able to pursue learning the guitar.
So, I'm doing it. And I'm so excited about it, it's almost obscene, but it feels good to look forward to doing something that I made a vow to myself a long time ago that I would.
And so, I am issuing preemptive apologies to friends, family and most importantly, neighbors, because I feel that this is something I will be slightly obsessive about, as I begin to realize my dream of sitting in a chair with my guitar bathed in blue light while I huskily sing "Me and Bobby McGee" in a seedy bar and am discovered by a indie producer who wants to make me the "next big thing."
Who says a rich fantasy life isn't necessary? If it weren't for my dreams and hopes, reality would be fairly bleak sometimes.
So, I'll be coming to an open mike near you sometime soon, be afraid, be very afraid.
FREEBIRD!
Friday, June 24, 2005
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
The most random of thoughts
Well, I haven't updated in so long, I'm sure whatever people may've been semi-regular readers have moved along to other, more interesting blogs, but since I never really did this for anyone but me, oh, well. It's my blog, and I'll update it when I want to. Here goes:
1. I've discovered a few things lately. I hate, hate, HATE getting up at 6:30 every morning, but I love, love, LOVE being able to afford things like regular happy hours, Sex and the City DVDs and the girliest shoes I've ever bought for myself that will probably inevitably kill me, but they make me forget that I have no coordination when it comes to walking in heels, so we'll see what happens.
2. I was in this funky little bar the other night that had writing all over the bathroom wall, and I saw something that made me laugh out loud. It said, "You're afraid of commitment? What the hell does that mean anyway?" Boys reading this probably won't see the humor in that, but I find it amusing that women hear that so often that it's become a mantra appropriate enough to scrawl across a bathroom wall so that every woman entering will immediately read it and knowing say, "Ahh..another one."
3. I watching watching a movie recently that said in a voice-over "There's a time in your life when you go to your parents' house and realize that it's no longer your home," and I believe I've reached that point in my life,and it kinda freaks me out.
I recently visited home, and I had an awesome time, don't get me wrong, but it may've been the first time in my life that I realized I have no desire to ever live there again, and it truly felt like just a visit. It was liberating and terrifying all at the same time.
4. I have no set political affiliation anymore. I think I hate them all equally. I've had it with the goofy-ass Democrats, and I still don't identify with the soul-less Republicans. My political sensibilities are at a crossroads, and frankly, whoever makes the most sense first will win my allegiance. I'm sick of the lot of them. I find it brutally disheartening that out of each party, the names being bandied about for 2008 are as pathetic as they are. We deserve better, and I hope that will happen between now and then, or, America, we are in some serious trouble. All I can say, is if John McCain runs, I will vote for a Republican and five minutes later, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse will show up, so I'm giving everyone fair warning.
Alright, my lunch break is almost over. I've just been almost compulsively meaning to update, so now I have, albeit kind of briefly.
Let me leave you with this; you should really shy away from ever saying, "I will never (fill in the blank)," because you lose out on a lot of amazing experiences that way. That's Emily's little pearl of wisdom for whoever may peruse this.
1. I've discovered a few things lately. I hate, hate, HATE getting up at 6:30 every morning, but I love, love, LOVE being able to afford things like regular happy hours, Sex and the City DVDs and the girliest shoes I've ever bought for myself that will probably inevitably kill me, but they make me forget that I have no coordination when it comes to walking in heels, so we'll see what happens.
2. I was in this funky little bar the other night that had writing all over the bathroom wall, and I saw something that made me laugh out loud. It said, "You're afraid of commitment? What the hell does that mean anyway?" Boys reading this probably won't see the humor in that, but I find it amusing that women hear that so often that it's become a mantra appropriate enough to scrawl across a bathroom wall so that every woman entering will immediately read it and knowing say, "Ahh..another one."
3. I watching watching a movie recently that said in a voice-over "There's a time in your life when you go to your parents' house and realize that it's no longer your home," and I believe I've reached that point in my life,and it kinda freaks me out.
I recently visited home, and I had an awesome time, don't get me wrong, but it may've been the first time in my life that I realized I have no desire to ever live there again, and it truly felt like just a visit. It was liberating and terrifying all at the same time.
4. I have no set political affiliation anymore. I think I hate them all equally. I've had it with the goofy-ass Democrats, and I still don't identify with the soul-less Republicans. My political sensibilities are at a crossroads, and frankly, whoever makes the most sense first will win my allegiance. I'm sick of the lot of them. I find it brutally disheartening that out of each party, the names being bandied about for 2008 are as pathetic as they are. We deserve better, and I hope that will happen between now and then, or, America, we are in some serious trouble. All I can say, is if John McCain runs, I will vote for a Republican and five minutes later, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse will show up, so I'm giving everyone fair warning.
Alright, my lunch break is almost over. I've just been almost compulsively meaning to update, so now I have, albeit kind of briefly.
Let me leave you with this; you should really shy away from ever saying, "I will never (fill in the blank)," because you lose out on a lot of amazing experiences that way. That's Emily's little pearl of wisdom for whoever may peruse this.
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