Lay the secret handshake on me, Brother Fielding.

Well, sweet Susette didn't say I COULDN'T buy the Larivee, she just looked at me real quiet like. Under her steady gaze I happened to remember I didn't actually have 1700 dollars just lying about. Hiting the thrift savings account for a guitar didn't sound like a sound fiscal decision and then there's the little matter of my son Matthew's college room and board in January.

I sort of talked myself out of it.

I would like to help you, but I'm in guitar heat and frustrated myself.

I have to buy my 13 year old a guitar so he'll quite playing my Gibson and get the hell out of my seat. Consequently I'm looking for one of these BR-7S. If it sounds as good as they say I might keep it for myself! (Hee Hee) Bad dad. Just kidding.

Say when are You and Heather coming to see us? It's 70 and sunny in DC today and the anthrax is all cleaned up.

Regards, Chance