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My guitar is re-strung and plays notes as it should. Tomorrow my guitar class resumes. I am happy to say I still remember my chords and finger picking, even though I've been bereft of practicing. I clipped the nails on my left hand, and I'm ready to play!
I had purchased a book of sheet music to a boat-load of Bruce Springsteen songs. Atlantic City uses some of the basic chords I know and love. Em, G,C, G is one of the main patterns with a D chord thrown in every so often. Now if I can just get the right tempo and transition as fluidly as the Boss.
My Compaq Cradle still hasn't turned up. I suspect my cat has a secret treasure chest full of stuff he has made his own. While at Staples, I found a USB dual charge/sync device. Phew! My crisis is averted!
I suppose I should go to bed. Tomorrow is my annual review, as well as the normal work grind.
I had purchased a book of sheet music to a boat-load of Bruce Springsteen songs. Atlantic City uses some of the basic chords I know and love. Em, G,C, G is one of the main patterns with a D chord thrown in every so often. Now if I can just get the right tempo and transition as fluidly as the Boss.
My Compaq Cradle still hasn't turned up. I suspect my cat has a secret treasure chest full of stuff he has made his own. While at Staples, I found a USB dual charge/sync device. Phew! My crisis is averted!
I suppose I should go to bed. Tomorrow is my annual review, as well as the normal work grind.