bank_account pony I remember having $80 in my bank account and thinking I was loaded I could go down to the store in my freedom And buy a pack of smokes and an Arizona like it was nothing. What a treat. But that was back before everything got too expensive When you could get an Arizona for 99 cents, And it still tasted like something. 260307 ... raze the first withdrawal i ever made was to buy a guitar. i was thirteen. i caught eric clapton strumming his martin acoustic in the hoboken terminal while channel_surfing and thought, "shit. he's fretting with his thumb. i can do that." he wasn't. and i couldn't. i'm still not sure how i saw what i thought i saw. but it inspired me to write one of the only real diary entries of my life. the next day i walked into a store that no longer exists, cash in hand, and snagged myself a cheap hunk of junk with six strings pulled taut across its mahogany neck. it's all but unplayable now. it was a good friend to me when i needed one, though. it says "vantage" on the headstock. and that seems fitting. once i started to work out my own way of playing and got past the growing pains, i felt like i could see the whole world from where i was sitting. 260308 what's it to you? who go blather from