My ex-boss stopped by today. Turns out he takes guitar lessons in the back. Small world... that would be Brock for those of you that know there was more than one. It presented a very strange moment. After all this is the guy who let me go. But that was then, and I know it's just a duty of corporate management. Precisely why I choose not to live that life anymore. Zing. Back to now.

Haven't mentioned the tardy suppliers for a few days but they continue to be bad boys. Orders slowly trickling in. Most are still vapor after three weeks. But I've even come to accept this because I ordered so freaking much stuff there's no place to put it anyway. I've still got just over two dozen guitars in boxes in the back and two dozen or so more arriving any time. The racks are full. There's no place left to hang clarinet and violin supplies. Every supplier that comes through requires re-arranging just a bit. These are very nicely spread out thank you.... even though I was expecting them two weeks ago.