The end of Summer -or- This is really cool -or- I brought home my Christmas Decorations from the Office Today
No, this isn't a submission for the VO. It's purely coincidental. I just can't believe what I did this afternoon. I admit it. Sometimes I act a wee bit puerile. One thing that's important in my life is music. Listening to it that is. Yeah, I can bang out some chords on my guitar that'll please a crowd (to some extent) but my limited talent in that area only makes me appreciate good music all the more.
Let me start at the beginning.
About fifteen years ago we managed to burn down our house(!). When all was said and done I managed to come away from that horrible experience with a bit of insurance cash-in-hand. One of my first purchases was a new stereo. I selected JBL LT-100 tower speakers and a kick-ass 300 watt Yamaha receiver. For those not in the know, Yamaha and Harmon Kardon make the best quality stereo components to be found on the shelves. I spent, at the time, an outrageous $4000 dollars on the three components. But they sounded gooood!
Flash forward.
This whole end of summer thing has me a bit depressed. End of Summer to me means end of employment and subsequently end of life as I know it - replacement job prospects being what they are around here. So I, feeling majorly misanthropic and down in the mouth, decided to turn to the one divertissement that never fails to improve my disposition -very loud music.
My wife has this vase that sits on the coffee table in front of the speakers. It's one of those vases that looks like it's broken already. It has cracks like it was heated and then dropped in cold water. You know what I'm talking about right? It's pretty - my wife's words.
I began, innocuously with The Dave Matthew's Band Crash album. I progressed to Little Feat's - Waiting for Columbus album getting louder all the while. And somewhere on the play is a song where the Moog synthesizer goes to heaven as it were. That's when the vase shattered. Yes it did!
Kind of reminds me of when mom and pop return home in Risky Business and mom says, "There's a crack in my egg."
It's going to be like that when my wife gets home. Gotta go now. Have to vacuum the house. That's a start anyway.
But how cool is that? I shattered glass with Little Feat! I feel better now.
6:51:22 PM 
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