So when I was at Dr. Paul's in late November for Thanksgiving, I took my guitar and tuner over. Somehow during the day the tuner disappeared. I wrote it off to the fact that a 3 year-old lives there (Paul and Ileana's son). Anyone who has raised children knows they have a habit of scoffing stuff that is never to be seen again.
So during their move to a new house, it was expected to turn up. It appeared as though the movers were all done and ... no tuner. Then at that last minute guess what surfaced? Anyone in Addis need a guitar tuner, cheap?
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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