I am currently networked onto the house connection and I can put whatever on any of their computers and they can put stuff on mine. Cool. Seth can convert all the stuff Andy gave me into mp3s instead of wmas. Lalala.
We went to Guitar Center, but it was closed. I was hungry. We went to Chili's. Seth recommended fajita quesadillas. They have good fajita quesadillas. I am still stuffed. We went to Best Buy to see if they could use their giftcard things they got, cause Seth wants an iPod dock and an FM transmitter. But they didn't have them, so he got a 120-gig hard drive. Sheesh.
Seth is very odd. I can't tell what he thinks a lot of the time. I mean, he has the same straightforward matter-of-fact manner of speaking as any Reynolds, but he is a teenager too and with that comes some confusion and ambiguity. Anyway. Odd.
Jill is off getting the van fixed in Ft. Worth. We dropped her off before we went to Guitar Center.
Seth's learning to play '39. I want to sing it. We and Grant have had some interesting conversations regarding the merits of various voices and styles and such. Grant and Seth are trying just as religiously as Salad with his alcohol to convert me to liking contemporary rock. Except they make sense about a lot of things. I can stand a lot of it, I just haven't heard anything that grabs me like the old stuff. Of course, that may be partially because it's old and familiar, and any musician knows listening to something more than once can allow you to appreciate it. But somehow I doubt much can beat the classics. We'll see. I'm here for quite awhile.
We went to Guitar Center, but it was closed. I was hungry. We went to Chili's. Seth recommended fajita quesadillas. They have good fajita quesadillas. I am still stuffed. We went to Best Buy to see if they could use their giftcard things they got, cause Seth wants an iPod dock and an FM transmitter. But they didn't have them, so he got a 120-gig hard drive. Sheesh.
Seth is very odd. I can't tell what he thinks a lot of the time. I mean, he has the same straightforward matter-of-fact manner of speaking as any Reynolds, but he is a teenager too and with that comes some confusion and ambiguity. Anyway. Odd.
Jill is off getting the van fixed in Ft. Worth. We dropped her off before we went to Guitar Center.
Seth's learning to play '39. I want to sing it. We and Grant have had some interesting conversations regarding the merits of various voices and styles and such. Grant and Seth are trying just as religiously as Salad with his alcohol to convert me to liking contemporary rock. Except they make sense about a lot of things. I can stand a lot of it, I just haven't heard anything that grabs me like the old stuff. Of course, that may be partially because it's old and familiar, and any musician knows listening to something more than once can allow you to appreciate it. But somehow I doubt much can beat the classics. We'll see. I'm here for quite awhile.
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Seth is not so odd. I have figured it out. He is fun to bat at and climb on. He is one of the few who will drag strings for me, but I have to be careful.
I have heard some good new rock. We need to have a session of showing me stuff. Because I have no idea where to look, and there is a lot of bad stuff too.