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johnfrazier
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Don't I know it-- I took a 50% pay cut last September and I'm very thankful to have my half a job.
jlepre
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UPDATE:
Here is my FIRST picture of my baby girl "Gianna Marie"
Also, my Sterling 5 HH should be shipping out sometime next week as soon as the funds clear my bank. I swore I would NEVER sell this bass, and actually told my wife, "If I wasn't already married, I would marry THIS bass!" Crazy I know, but it plays like a dream. I told they buyer that if he EVER thought of selling her in the future, to give me a call.
I still have my Bongo 5 HH/p unlined fretless for sale bongo pictures by webstorm - Photobucket, and that will leave me ONE ball left.
Well, that's all for now...
Here is my FIRST picture of my baby girl "Gianna Marie"
Also, my Sterling 5 HH should be shipping out sometime next week as soon as the funds clear my bank.
I swore I would NEVER sell this bass, and actually told my wife, "If I wasn't already married, I would marry THIS bass!" Crazy I know, but it plays like a dream. I told they buyer that if he EVER thought of selling her in the future, to give me a call. I still have my Bongo 5 HH/p unlined fretless for sale bongo pictures by webstorm - Photobucket, and that will leave me ONE ball left.
Well, that's all for now...
jerimy77
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I fell on some bad times about five years ago, I had lost my job, I was going to lose my house the bills were piling up had a deadbeat live in girlfreind, and had to sell all my gear and goodies to keep my head out of the water. I think all I had left at one point was my truck, some clothes, a fifty dollar pawn shop squire bass, and a crate practice amp. I got down and out for a while, but things turned around in an awesome way. It took some time but I think what I have now is twice as good as what I had, maybe I just appreciate the small things a little more, but I am thankfull. The only thing I realy miss is my 98 Black Stingray four.... So heads up things will turn around, for sure.
ivbenaplayin
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Congrats on the new baby...
Horny Toad
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Congrats on the baby!
Here, you might need this someday.....
Ten Simple Rules for Dating My Daughter
Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.
Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.
Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose his compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.
Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.
Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."
Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.
Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?
Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.
Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.
Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.
Here, you might need this someday.....
Ten Simple Rules for Dating My Daughter
Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.
Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.
Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose his compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.
Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.
Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."
Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.
Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?
Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.
Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.
Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.
jlepre
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Thanks everyone for the congrats. I can't wait to see her in person. Until you're in this situation, you really don't understand how it changes you.
Ok now back to business. I still haven't had ONE nibble on my Bongo. I hope I can sell her soon. Baby needs a new pair of shoes!
Ok now back to business. I still haven't had ONE nibble on my Bongo. I hope I can sell her soon. Baby needs a new pair of shoes!
jlepre
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Well things are still moving along. I finally sold my Bongo to a great player from Maryland. He actually drove up to my house, and gave me CASH! I think we both made out in this deal, as he is loving the Bongo for his Church Worship band.
Oh and we had some new pictures of our soon to be bundle of joy:
I present to you knuckleheads Gianna Marie:
Oh and we had some new pictures of our soon to be bundle of joy:
I present to you knuckleheads Gianna Marie:
patobrujo
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hey she's looking fine on those pictures... congrats!!
koogie2k
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Anyone else ever find themselves in a life changing situation?
Well...you have no idea my friend. I have gone through some life changing events over the past 5 years. I have great friends who gave me great advice. My outlook is certainly different than it used to be. I try to find the positive in everything and it makes my day seem better.
Congrats on the baby girl. That in of itself is a great thing.
Stay positive....things will work out for you and your family. You can always buy another bass down the road. Take care.
jlepre
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Koogie & others,
Thanks for the compliment and kind words. I know that we LOVE our EBMM basses, but at the end of the day, they are just objects. All be it BEAUTIFUL ones. I WILL get at least ONE more someday, and I have my eye on a 25th when they go into regular production. I even sold most of my Amps and Cabs, and am down to 1 head and 1 cab. I am also looking at a 410 cab in my future.
Thanks for the compliment and kind words. I know that we LOVE our EBMM basses, but at the end of the day, they are just objects. All be it BEAUTIFUL ones. I WILL get at least ONE more someday, and I have my eye on a 25th when they go into regular production. I even sold most of my Amps and Cabs, and am down to 1 head and 1 cab. I am also looking at a 410 cab in my future.
cellkirk74
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Congrats on the new baby. I am waiting for my second daughter every day now myself. Even if some things in life suck, there is nothing as great as kids. They give you something no bass of the world will ever give to you: Honest and deep love.
coastie72
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Life is full of seasons! Some good some not so good, but everything is meant to be. That little girl is worth more than all the basses, amps, cabinets that you could every accumulate. My little girl is now 38 and my little boy is 28, enjoy your child, they grow so fast, she is a gift from God! Keep faith and all will be well!
