There are so few things I know FOR SURE in this world, but I know that I am not a tequila drinker. I realized this early on, in college, in a female dorm, and have never even attempted to repeat THAT incident.
Bless you, Mary Beth, wherever you are - and your roommates, and rock and roll and breakfast served naked in southern Mississippi.
Anyway, what was I saying?
Oh yeah. We'll have to lay in some vodka stores, too. Ciroc is my current fave, so just point me to the liquor store and we're in bidness. I'd love to be able to say, "So I made Scott and Jon and Sterling a martini and...."
And whatever else. I know, Jon, you see these guys on a daily basis, and I try not to be too.....wassa word....awestruck? Yeah, that's it. I feel like Scott and I are buddies (electronic pen pals) and we've had fun over the last year or so, pretending that "DARGIN" is out to get me (and that I'm out to get his green Bongo) so, well, Scottie and me, we're like 'this'. I look forward to hoisting a few with the young lad.
And Sterling has been so accessible to us here that he's no longer just The Big Guy but now Big Poppa, and it's different - very cool - you know what? This should be an email because I'm rambling.
Let's just say this:
1. Thank you, Derek, wherever you might be right now. This forum needed you at the time, and you were here.
2. Thank you, Dargin. Some things I know for sure and some things I just suspect, but I'm pretty sure you made some very cool things happen along the way.
3. Jon - what in God's name would we do without you? You ain't chopped liver, buddy. Your time, your expertise, your insight, your friendship....your 'banned for life" button....if we, the Forumites, don't tell you on a daily basis how much you have taught us, it's because we're ungrateful bastards.
4. Mister Big Poppa...thank you (and your dad, who I'm sure is having a few laughs with Leo over these nutty forum bassists) for making the sound in my head come out of my bass. Thanks for the balls to give us Bongos. Thanks for the guys mentioned above, too. Thanks for having the knowledge to run the best damned musical instrument company in the Universe, and I mean that.
Now let's all get a sandwich and get over it.
Jack