

I have a 1973 Gibson ripper bass and a 1971 ampeg svt v9 with a late 70s 8x10 ampeg cabinet. I don’t use them daily but more than twice a week, they both still work perfectly. Just regular maintenance
I have a 1973 Gibson ripper bass and a 1971 ampeg svt v9 with a late 70s 8x10 ampeg cabinet. I don’t use them daily but more than twice a week, they both still work perfectly. Just regular maintenance
Do you know that if you say “beer can” in a British accent, you’re also saying bacon in a Jamaican accent?
Similar story here. 21 years and there’s a child involved. Even similar 2 instances of dating that involved not being allowed to express my feelings without risking the relationship. So I did and ended both relationships. It would be nice if there was a choice that isn’t hard. The only choice we seem to have is which hard we want. Both of which isn’t a great ending. I’ve since given up dating altogether. Resigned to the fact that that part of my life is over. Just being a good and present parent, being nice and helpful to everyone in my life. I don’t want to go through life alone but I don’t seem to have a choice in that without being a doormat for someone else, which I refuse to do because if I did, I’d be showing my child to put up with never getting what you need from a relationship and that it’s normal. I can’t do that.
Good luck on both. My 2017 bolt has 321,000kms on it, driven in very rough winters and charged every day in cold weather, every other day in summer. Still gets 450kms in the summer. Still doesn’t have rust anywhere on it. No repairs, just maintenance (minus one front spring). My daughter’s likely taking it once she gets her license in 2 years.
My great grandfather was bestowed with this. My father, when asked to say papa (this was when he was months old) responded with “Gug” so he started to be called Gug. This gentleman had a habit of calling everybody ‘buster’. He did this with my older sister when she was like 4-5. So she called him “Buster Gug” and from that day on, that became his name to the entire family. I actually don’t even know what his real name was. He died when I was young but he had a name given to him from 2 different generations.
If hard work brought success, the donkey would own the farm