I got a new guitar as a gift, a very nice Fender DG-24. A long time ago before I got married I used to play quite a bit and I’d been thinking about picking up the habit again. It’s kind of funny my fingers remember what to do but my hands aren’t strong enough to pull it off and no callouses. I played, or tried to play until I got little bloody lines on the end of the fingers of my left hand. It was kind of weird playing because it seemed like it sort of shook loose a bunch of old memories. It’s like I suddenly had access to all of these old sensations smells and feelings that I associated with playing years ago. I have to travel to New Jersey next week so my fingers will have a chance to heal up. If I keep traveling I’ll have to get a travel guitar. Or else stop traveling.