CUSTOM CARS AND CYCLES!

I hate those cd commercials where that guy yells at you about some "HOT NEW ALBUM". If I wanted to be shouted at, I would buy everything from street vendors or some shit like that.

I really want a bulldog. I want to try to teach it to skate. I wish I had thought about that before Erin donated that skateboard to goodwill... I want to name it Schrodinger...or maybe Oppenheimer. If we get a second, it will take the other name.

I've been steadily working on a guitar neck. It's getting closer to being done. I basically need to try to see how much it really needs a level and crown (I did the fretwork this past weekend) then I need to carve the back. That has me a little nervous, because I am so close to being done. I'm also working on shaping a nut out of a bone I bought at the pet store. I paid $5 for a huge bone I can cut probably 20 nuts out of, or I could have paid $5 per nut blank from a guitar parts supplier...dumb question.

I'm currently reading The Terror by Dan Simmons. I think I'm about 1/3 of the way through it and like it so far. It's not really scary...but it is odd in a mildly unsettling way. I might read The Raw Shark Texts next (Erin's dad gave it to me) or I might go on to Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. I've been kind of "saving" that one, but I'm worried I might have drawn it out too far and hyped it too high...