What a day to appreciate.

yes. the birth of my mandolin. december 2007. i remember it like it was yesterday. christmas eve night...............................oh sorry. flashback. im having flashbacks. anyways, christmas eve night...i unwrapped it with much excitement. i couldnt play a note. i rushed downstairs. put in "Bert Casey Intorduction to Mandolin. For Beginners." and started learning the basics. it was my new best friend. first song: yankee doodle. second: oh suzanna. third: crippled creek. three songs! i couldnt believe it. i played those three til my fingers were bleeding. (for affect). i also played those three songs til my family nearly hated me. i dressed like a hippy, got my blue old school suit case, and wrapped that thing on my back. and hit the road... in the house, of course............................im so sorry for the flashbacks. they seem to be...........more........frequent. (confused look while reading that). well, ill just go ahead and say it, i got home for thanksgiving break...and...and...sniff sniff...it was broken. i dont know how in the world it happened. i dont like to talk about it. so anyway, it lived long and prospered much. aka a year. with its dying breath it said ".......G-Choooooorrrrrrd..." on that note, im currently writing a eulogy for my deceased mandolin. i shall do my best to put its worth into a song. or something.