UPDATE: No job, no chicks, no life.
Now that we got that out of the way, I've decided to take up piano. Up until now, it's been my brother my folks always thought was the musical one. My family was always kind of musically incluned. Well, on my MOM's side, anyway. My maternal grandfather could pick up an instrument and be able to play it once he figured out how to make it make noise. He couldn't read music, but he could play just about anything by ear. Pretty cool. My mom didn't inherit his gift, but knows piano reasonably well. I'm not sure if my dad's family has ever done anything creative. Actually my dad was quite the artist in college. Must have been the acid.
Anyway, so my little brother, who shall from now on be referred to as "Beavis", was always encouraged to pursue music while I was forced to wallow in the gutter of creative writing and concrete intellectualism. He floated from the recorder, to the violin, to the piano, and now the guitar. I have no idea if he ever had any interest in any of this stuff, because I have very vivd memeories of my mom having to fight with him to get him to practice his piano.
Now it's a well known fact that chicks dig musicians. Any pizza-faced legless three-eyed mutant can get a hot chick if he has ANY musical skill at all. To that end, I've always been interested in learning some kind of intrument. I always figured chicks dug piano the most, but guitars are more portable and also run a close second. So ideally, I would want to become proficent in both.
To make a short story shorter, I have lots of free time, my mom has a piano, and there we go. I'm not doing too bad, either. I taught myself a couple of easy songs over the last week, and I think I'm ahead of ol' Beavis when he was this far along. Plus, I'm doing it without the benefit of ANY teachers. DAMN I'm good.
Whenever I play, one of the two cats here come around and bug me. I hope I can attract pussy like that outside of this house.
The biggest danger to my budding musical career is a loss of interest in it. Oh well.
Not to change the subject, but I've also noticed a disturbing change in my Master. It appears to have developed a slight curve, since part of it on the side is not inflating properly. It's a new development, too. I wonder if my Nutty Backstabbing Pseudo-Ex had something to do with it. Maybe she cursed me.