The Invention
My husband: I’m thinking of making an invention.
Me: Really? What?
My husband: It’ll be the right hand part of the bass–small so I can take it in the car with me. I can practice plucking rhythms while I’m driving.
Translation: Reading, changing my clothes, playing the harmonica, and napping while driving isn’t dangerous enough. I’ve been trying to think of a way to make it even more exciting.
May 25th, 2009 at 12:33 am
Mark N. already has one of those.
June 1st, 2009 at 10:35 am
Hi Lovelyn,
I really enjoy your blog, particularly the stories about my uncle who sounds strangly familiar to my brother! My brother can’t drive YET but I can certainly imagine him doing things like this! He doesn’t play bass guitar but last year, got into the electric guitar and bought one of the many hundreds owned by my uncle John! I enjoy your story writing very much but I have to say my favourite is the one about the rat in the bath!!!
Hopefully one day we’ll meet!
Love Isabella