hippiechick wrote: 
it's how real bluesmen are made

 bokey wrote: 
Feel the pain in your playing, and release it. Wail on that thing, make it cry for you. It's good therapy.

 bokey wrote: 
*cough*bullshit*cough*

Pick it up. Start it again. Get it back.

And lots of other three-word platitudes.

Like:

Bokey, bokey, bokey.

 BlueHeronDruid wrote: 
I'm trying, but it's more like a burden than a joy anymore. I dunno what's going on with it. It was all I ever had and now it's just gone.

 I think it's because baseball season is winding down. Or something.

 Alexandra wrote: 
Well, as far as my part goes I thank you.

 bokey wrote: 
Well then with all haste, man!

 BlueHeronDruid wrote: 
 
It was indeed a pleasure to have someone such as yourself present to share it with. back at ya, sistah. And a hug too.
 
 
Coax, Rod, Bokey, and Judi.....
 

 BlueHeronDruid wrote: 
If I ever pick up a guitar again I will. I'm confused about how playing guitar always brought me great joy and now only causes pain.

  I guess I've got a few things to work out.

 bokey wrote:
You did the right thing for sure.

 bokey wrote: 
You're a good son, Bokes.

Now write me a song.

 Coaxial wrote: 
I went with her living will request for cremation and decided to scatter her ashes in what I felt where  4 appropriate places.

I would have preferred that she was buried by her parents, but had to roll with her wishes.

 bokey wrote: 
Happy Birthday Bokey's Mom.

This Saturday would have been Mom's 85th birthday.

 I'z sad.

I've missed many many of these. May all your loved ones rest in peace.

 Alexandra wrote: 
It was a pleasure to see his resting place, and to enjoy some time with you at his cabin.

 Alexandra wrote: 

 Alexandra wrote: 

 Alexandra wrote: 

Happy Birthday Tony. You would've been 63 today....and I still feel your spirit watching out for me in my new home state—which you loved. I especially feel close to you when I'm hiking all by myself. I don't really feel alone at all.

 meower wrote: