So, basically on impulse about 2 weeks ago, I decided to take up the guitar. I am not good at all, but I have been finding practicing and learning notes to be really fun, although a little emotionally draining, due to the frustration that I can't really seem to do anything right on that thing. Maybe I am being a little over dramatic, because I still have a really good time playing. I have learned a couple cords, I can play a G Major correctly 90% of the time, I know the frets for a C major as well, although I can't play it well. I am also learning minor cords, which I think are my favorite. Minor cords have this old-timey western sound, like in a cowboy movie, and I really enjoy that.
On another note, that connects this to my blog title, last night Ty kept making fun of me appearance, basically saying I looked like I belonged in the 70s. What Ty doesn't know is that I have been aware of this for months now, and have adjusted my clothes to match the overall look of my hair and beard. The way I see it, if I am going to look like I am from the 70s, I might as well look good doing it.
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