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Updates
6/12/2005

Finally got my gee-tar fixed!

I've discovered an interesting new little ritual that separates self-reliant accoustic guitarists from their bring-it-to-the-store-for-repairs bretheren. I had to fit a new nut (the 'bone' part at the top of the neck that holds the strings in place). Nobody told me they didn't come pre-fitted, and after a bit of self discovery I spent nearly 3 hours Sunday afternoon trimming it down with a saw and working it with my dremmel (sp?). Still not perfect, but it was my first.

If I had a digital camera, I'd post a pic. But I've no money for extra frills (paying for three web sites and a netflix habit is eating me alive already, but if ye observant reader wishes to assist, there is a PayPal link on my main page. You can send me a buck or two, or ten). I DO have a birthday coming up on Monday (June 13). So if anybody would like to surprise me with a nice (albeit belated) gift, send it here:

Novachild
PO Box 580651
Tulsa, OK 74158-0651

Or just order something off of my Amazon Wish List (see right).

Now I just gotta work up the guitar callouses again. Haven't played in about 3 years, so my strong grip and my rock-hard fingertips are all soft and pink and wimpy now. This is a minor 'renewal' in the daily struggle of Novachild, and I think my wife is more excited about it than I am! Nevertheless, a leaf is turned, and who knows where it will lead? Will I be the next Syd Barrett? Robyn Hitchcock? (insert silly laughter)

I've also been playing the djembe quite a bit lately, and sometime soon I hope to have my very own (13 or 14 inch, hand-carved from Ghana or wherever they come from). I love hand drumming, and I've been getting past the 'pure self expression' aspect and picking up some proper technique.

Spent all day yesterday at Saffron Coffee - Food - Art. Well, nearly all day. I showed up around 4:45, ordered some of their wonderful hummus and a quadruple-shot Cappuccino, then proceeded to bang out a little bit of poetry for my Tuesday and Thursday recitals. Jena, the owner, is a wonderful, beautiful, modest person that just makes everybody feel comfortable and taken care of. And she smiles a lot, which is unusual and amazing. My wife likes her, too, and she invited her to our big June Birthday party on Sunday, June 26. It should be a blast.

I want Saffron to last forever. So go. Spend money. Tell your friends. Please! It's the best!

Saffron has a journal that anyone can write in. It's sitting on their coffee table in the front. So I added a spontaneous poem to that as well. It was a day of words for me, and hanging out, and thinking and reflecting and getting away from the house. And just as I was thinking about leaving (around 9:00), when Chris and Gilbert arrived. I met them at Seeker's Gallery several weeks ago, and Chris actually works at Saffron. He also has some artwork hanging on the wall there, and Gilbert teaches art classes at the art gallery down the street. Nice guys. And Gilbert bought me a peice of Chocolate Cream Pie and a Mango Italian Soda. Yummy!

I love mini-vacations, and I love abundant life. It was a fucking brilliant day. I wonder what today will be like...

posted by novachild @ Sunday, June 12, 2005,