Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Pokey

I cut my arm on this fence when I was 12. It wasn't in this exact spot,but close enough. I was petting a cow. Well, trying to pet a cow.
Fiddle update: I can play a wicked Scarborough Fair. I skipped right over Twinkle Twinkle. I'm thinking that this may have been some bad timing on my part. I am due to graduate in 5 weeks and now all I do when I get home is play guitar and violin. I should be studying for boards...right? Eh...I'll see how I do on the practice boards and I'll go from there.
"I do not play no rock-n-roll."







1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I remember that day also. I told you don,t cry and don,t get blood on the carpet,but it was so deep it didn,t bleed.I,m so sorry for saying that to you .I hope you will forgive me.

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