Geetars

there's really nothing new to report. no more egg plants have been defaced (or faced, as the case may be). and yes, it is burning hot. last week i believe it got up to 108 one day. today it was about 101-102. whew, chilly. because of the heat which necessitates running later in the evening to avoid... well... death i guess - i decided to run in the morning yesterday. therefore i woke up at 4:45 and made a big loop down highway 7, route 2112 and back up FM 2713. i drove it later in the evening and determined it to be 8.5 miles. i also learned that i have a great deal more energy at 4:45 than 15 hours later when i've been working all day. furthermore, i also noticed that certain savage dogs are only slightly less terrifying in the thin light of dawn than the dark of early night. now, something i've been meaning to get to for some time is guitar pictures. i wish i had more and better ones, but these will have to do for now. "more" will be easy enough to accomplish the next few times i work on it. "better" is yet to be seen. first will be the freshly-cut-out backs of both steve's and my guitars. we were just marking bracing patterns on the back.














this is my old hondo that i got from james. the neck was coming loose, so we repaired it and converted the instrument from 12 string to 6. the conversion was partly to make it a little easier on me as a new guitar player, as well as cutting the tension to keep the neck from moving or breaking again (it was poorly designed and all we did was re-glue it). i've gotten a few pointers from this guitar on what not to do when i build my own.














this is a fuzzy photo of the head of one of steve's guitars. the small rope is clamping down binding and perfling strips around the head. i should have taken a picture 10 minutes later when the whole thing was wrapped up...














behold, the nut.















last but not least is my back experiencing the chiropractic pleasure of the go-bar press. here you see the center brace being glued in place. i'm a poet and you didn't know it.