How Often Do You Get Any Action?
When I went to the guitar store the other day to pick up a nifty little order of Bacon 'n Eggs I asked about how often strings should be changed. The guy asked how much I play. I answered, "A few pointless minutes a day." He replied that even if it's only a few minutes a day, strings should be replaced every few months. What? I gave him a look, like "Well, of course, you'd say that, you sell strings!" He got my drift and said that Jim(?!) replaces his every two months, sooner if they break. ? I don't know about all this. I put new strings on my acoustic in 2000 or 2001. I like they way they feel. I'm just now getting to like the strings on my electric, months after I put them on. Plus, I never seem to do it smoothly. Once I broke the little E and it snapped back and cut the back of my hand. So you can imagine the associations of horror I have with this whole process.
Yow!
Cycling is going well, not that anyone ever bothers to check up on these things. Passed the thousand mile mark for the year the week before last. I'm not really training up for anything in particular for another few weeks. Then the pain begins in earnest. But it's so delicious, in a way. Except when a 13 year old girl that you're passing (WITH a verbal warning I might add) turns left right in front of you, causing an immediate slowdown from 20 to 0, but you miss by inches and she apologizes, and you don't even have to unclip because of your superior bike handling skills, though you are worried her redneck father, drunk on a Saturday afternoon, will chase you down in his Chevy S10 pickup and beat the tar out of you, as if the near miss was your fault.
Gabe got a new stuffed bear at a garage sale. I don't even want to think about the dust mites and bacteria. He made up a whole dossier for him--birth certificate, photos, etc. This page is the one that tells his age. The same as Gabe, apparently.
When I went to the guitar store the other day to pick up a nifty little order of Bacon 'n Eggs I asked about how often strings should be changed. The guy asked how much I play. I answered, "A few pointless minutes a day." He replied that even if it's only a few minutes a day, strings should be replaced every few months. What? I gave him a look, like "Well, of course, you'd say that, you sell strings!" He got my drift and said that Jim(?!) replaces his every two months, sooner if they break. ? I don't know about all this. I put new strings on my acoustic in 2000 or 2001. I like they way they feel. I'm just now getting to like the strings on my electric, months after I put them on. Plus, I never seem to do it smoothly. Once I broke the little E and it snapped back and cut the back of my hand. So you can imagine the associations of horror I have with this whole process.
Yow!
Cycling is going well, not that anyone ever bothers to check up on these things. Passed the thousand mile mark for the year the week before last. I'm not really training up for anything in particular for another few weeks. Then the pain begins in earnest. But it's so delicious, in a way. Except when a 13 year old girl that you're passing (WITH a verbal warning I might add) turns left right in front of you, causing an immediate slowdown from 20 to 0, but you miss by inches and she apologizes, and you don't even have to unclip because of your superior bike handling skills, though you are worried her redneck father, drunk on a Saturday afternoon, will chase you down in his Chevy S10 pickup and beat the tar out of you, as if the near miss was your fault.
Gabe got a new stuffed bear at a garage sale. I don't even want to think about the dust mites and bacteria. He made up a whole dossier for him--birth certificate, photos, etc. This page is the one that tells his age. The same as Gabe, apparently.
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