Wednesday, September 23, 2009
I am not a rich man. In fact an argument could be made that I am indeed one bad decision away from having to stand on the freeway offramp with a sign that says "Will Be Your Sex Slave For Beer Money". However I am not one to let intelligence, responsibility, or fear of bears keep me from the instant gratification of buying, tracking, opening, and ultimately playing a new ukulele.
It seems I have a never ending list of ukuleles that I "need" to complete my collection. A Mainland Mango Pineapple, a Palm Flea, a Kamaka Soprano, a Koaloha Tenor, a Banjo Uke....and the list goes on. I know there are a million ways to justify it in ones mind. All I know is I WANT IT, AND I WANT IT NOW. So if you see me on the off ramp with a sign, throw me a quarter...or if you have an old uke and sixpack, maybe we can work out some kind of trade.
Anyone else out there have the same issues??? What concerns me the most is not my fear of becoming "the gimp", it's my fear that I am the only one who has this problem.
-And just to be clear, I bought a new uke today, so I'm not whining or complaining or asking for help or charity or anything else....yet
Posted by Boozelele at 7:59 PM