Bunny Wants a Hug

So, I'm in the dentist chair, having a hole drilled in my jaw, and I'm trying to think of things to take my mind off the jolts of trauma my body is going through. So I think: I'm just going to go ahead and get one of those Les Paul Studio guitars. You know, the one's you can get for under a thousand dollars used.

By the time the sutures came, and although I was still numb I was still shuddering when the dentist pulled the string through my innocent flesh, I thought: "Forget it, I'm getting a Les Paul Custom Shop guitar."

But that doesn't mean I'm not upgrading my custom (small "c") guitar with a Warmoth neck. I believe the neck will arrive next month. Also, Gold Grover Super Rotomatic tuners (delivered): $62.25.

Anyway, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Now I have to write some Progressive Rock songs like it was somewhere between 1968 and 1971. Gonna be listening to some early Genesis and Gentle Giant...