Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes

1. Sports Guy talks World Cup. I'm with him pretty much every step of the way, especially with this passage:

Everyone makes fun of the flopping, and it is hideous, but it's also funny as hell. These guys drop like they were gunned down by a sniper, then they roll around for 10 seconds in absolute agony, heroically hop up and limp around to "shake it off," and within 30 seconds they're running full speed again. Even Ric Flair didn't sell pain so well. More important, it's the one thing that will keep soccer from ever, ever, ever becoming a bona fide force in this country. Americans won't stomach such dishonesty. We see right through it. No way Dwyane Wade pulls that crap; we'd never allow it. OK, bad example.

2. Upon the repeated urgings of my bandmates (especially Mike), I took my guitar to Rudy's to get it looked at. I'm generally distrustful of music stores, even though they are a necessary evil; for whatever reason, it's pretty much required that all music store employees treat you like a stupid asshole. My bandmates swore up and down that Rudy's is the best place in the city to get guitar work done; I don't doubt it. However, I'm regretfully reporting that Rudy's does, in fact, treat people like assholes. At least the guy who looked at my guitar this afternoon did. Mike came with me, since Mike did my last intonation set-up himself; there's something screwy with my G string. I'm not gonna get into the details; it's just annoying. Mike is super-pissed off about it right now; I told him not to be, since this is pretty much par for the course. What IS annoying, though, is that I'm not getting my guitar back until next Tuesday - AND it's costing me at least $100.

That's pretty much all I needed to report.

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