Leave it to me to find something to cram into my last days before heading for the monastery. I have all these years of learning songs on guitar and that's all gonna be gone. If I actually end up joining the monastery, I could bring a guitar if I wanted, but the songs that I know on guitar wouldn't exactly fit in a setting of peace and mindfulness. The only song I can think of off the bat is "Better Things" by The Kinks, but like most guitar stores, NO STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN ALLOWED. I don't mind giving up playing guitar any more than quitting bass and drums. I never took guitar playing seriously, so I was never good at it. Unlike bass and drums, which I DID take seriously and still wasn't good at.

So I've been making little mpegs of me playing the songs that I know for posterity. I'll leave them in a trunk that I'm gonna lock with all my really personal stuff - photos, journals, war medals, porn, letters, elementary school report cards, Nobel Prize, pet rock. I'm shooting them all over my parents' house, which one day I hope will pass for kitschy, but currently it's just embarassing and I wouldn't ever invite people over. Although I admit most people are good about it and find it fascinating. I have to shoot several in various closets filled with my mother's clothes, much of which still have pricetags on them! Oh dear.

I actually broke a Memory Stick doing this project. How the hell do you break a Memory Stick? But I bought it a few days ago, so I shouldn't have any problem bringing it back and saying it's damaged.