Roommate Hijinks

I have to record this for prosperity… I decided to put new strings on my guitar (I considered it cruel and unusual to put bottom-shelf strings on a new top-shelf guitar). So, I did. I was tuning the guitar up with it plugged into a chromatic tuner on my bed when my roommate came home. From his perspective (he’s not musically inclined), he could only hear little plinking noises and see me standing and facing down and away. So, he came in and put his arm around my shoulder and said, “It’ll be okay, Ed,” or something like that. He thought I was seriously depressed or something – he was about to ask me what had happened to my dog. I cracked up…