3,000 guitars + flat tires + trees =

One hell of an adventure! Or so my dad says.

Me, my sister, and father went to the cancerous couture of music, Guitar Center. I was browsing though all the guitars the had from Fenders, Gibson, and other brands of guitars. Some where fairly priced to while some with drop dead prices(that expression is so cliché =_=;). I couldn't find the elusive ‘65 Olympic White Rosewood Fender Mustang Kurt used so often in concerts.



Oh, how I would love to own one of those beauties. Maybe later on in life, perhaps in another one?

We left the musical establishment to head over to downtown, or as I like to call it: the bastard child of Times Square in Manhattan, New York City. As soon we got off the off-ramp, the left front tire popped ">_> As me and my sister waited for my dad to place the replacement tire one, something caught my eye. Apparently since the eighth of this December, people can now hail taxis now instead of calling for them on a cell-phone. I bet New Yorkers are already laughing at us Californians since they had the concept way before us.

Anyways, the replacement tire was added and we went to see my worst nightmare, a large Christmas tree in public. In other words, I had to take some photos ">_> Lucky the tree was composed of LED lights and my dads camera run out of battery life.

Went home, went on MySpace, placed up how my night went on a bulletin that will most likey fall on deaf ears. Haha...

Plus I need to write more blogs on this thing, lawls =]