sergiodeblanc
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Do we now know what the history of this guitar was before pics started popping up in the PSF thread way back when?
No. At least I don't.
Do we now know what the history of this guitar was before pics started popping up in the PSF thread way back when?
That is one way of lookin' at it...
Thank you! Lil' dude is my whole life now, every day it dawns on me more how lucky I am. From him popping out in good shape to being able to spend my days caring for him and being fortunate enough to have hitched my wagon to his mom, I truly lead a charmed life.
But yeah... I'm totally ruining this guitar. Not in like, a deliberate way but, in a I'm gonna play the sh!t outta it way. I mean, would you guys rather I keep it locked in its case and rub it with a diaper every now and then? or (since it is my dream guitar after all) would you guys like to see it become my new f@cking "right arm"? The guitar Paco see's his dad grab every time he leaves the house, the guitar that's omnipresent in his home and in his childhood memories, the guitar that when he gets it; It'll remind him of me, 'cause it's daddy's guitar.
Paco's gonna get all my stuff. I've already been telling him that all of these guitars will be his one day. But before then, he's gonna get an SE, and then he's gonna mow the damn lawn and get a part-time job to learn the value of working for what he wants. No kid (in my opinion) should get a Ferrari on his 16th birthday, or by extension start off life with a West Street Limited. That's how you get kicked off airplanes for being a drunk asshat like the Hilton boy, or you drive around shooting women in your BMW 'cause you can't get girls to sleep with you and you feel as though your entitled to whatever you want like that other rich dude's son.
Sorry to go off on a tangent but, when something as glorious as this is happens to you... it makes you think about things, ya know? Thanks to you bastids I can never drive past somebody with car trouble again because I'm in a hurry, and every cashier that asks if I'd like to make a donation to save the Habitat of the North American Grey Pigeon is gettin' one of my dollars. It's now like I have an obligation to be as rad of a dude as y'all must think I am to do such an amazingly generous thing.
It's weird. I know y'all gave me a guitar but, it feels like you really gave me a renewed sense of faith in the inherent greatness humanity instead.
Love you guys.
Edit: Oh, and did I say Thank you?!? I feel like I haven't.
That post and explanation of yours Sergio, is EXACTLY why this happened.
I don't remember ever being tired (probably oppressed memories). But again, this is why you do this stuff while you're young...so you can more easily survive the experience. Every day is a wonderful adventure, so keep the grin on your face....I honestly didn't think I'd enjoy it as much as I do, even the lack of sleep isn't too bad...
Rad! Man, I'm already having the best time, my days are filled with poopy diapers, smiles, tummy time, and lots of music with my little dude. I honestly didn't think I'd enjoy it as much as I do, even the lack of sleep isn't too bad although I do tell him that nothing good ever happens before noon. I totally get wanting to spoil the sh!t outta dude, I want him to have everything already but it's also important to want things, ya know?
Yeah, I hope I didn't come off mean by quoting your post, it was more of a jumping off point for some of the things that have been running through my head since Monday. I mean, I don't deserve this guitar. At all. Not one bit but, I'm gonna rock it.
I hope it will bring some joy to everyone who participated (and those that wanted too but were unable to) to see me wear this thing all the time. Like, when your girl gets excited that you're wearing that sweater she got for you last Christmas. Only this time, I really do love it!
As I said earlier, play the crap outta that guitar. Guitars are for playing, and your favorite guitar better look like you've played it the most out of all your toys.That is one way of lookin' at it...
Thank you! Lil' dude is my whole life now, every day it dawns on me more how lucky I am. From him popping out in good shape to being able to spend my days caring for him and being fortunate enough to have hitched my wagon to his mom, I truly lead a charmed life.
But yeah... I'm totally ruining this guitar. Not in like, a deliberate way but, in a I'm gonna play the sh!t outta it way. I mean, would you guys rather I keep it locked in its case and rub it with a diaper every now and then? or (since it is my dream guitar after all) would you guys like to see it become my new f@cking "right arm"? The guitar Paco see's his dad grab every time he leaves the house, the guitar that's omnipresent in his home and in his childhood memories, the guitar that when he gets it; It'll remind him of me, 'cause it's daddy's guitar.
Paco's gonna get all my stuff. I've already been telling him that all of these guitars will be his one day. But before then, he's gonna get an SE, and then he's gonna mow the damn lawn and get a part-time job to learn the value of working for what he wants. No kid (in my opinion) should get a Ferrari on his 16th birthday, or by extension start off life with a West Street Limited. That's how you get kicked off airplanes for being a drunk asshat like the Hilton boy, or you drive around shooting women in your BMW 'cause you can't get girls to sleep with you and you feel as though your entitled to whatever you want like that other rich dude's son.
Sorry to go off on a tangent but, when something as glorious as this is happens to you... it makes you think about things, ya know? Thanks to you bastids I can never drive past somebody with car trouble again because I'm in a hurry, and every cashier that asks if I'd like to make a donation to save the Habitat of the North American Grey Pigeon is gettin' one of my dollars. It's now like I have an obligation to be as rad of a dude as y'all must think I am to do such an amazingly generous thing.
It's weird. I know y'all gave me a guitar but, it feels like you really gave me a renewed sense of faith in the inherent greatness humanity instead.
Love you guys.
Edit: Oh, and did I say Thank you?!? I feel like I haven't.
I mean, I don't deserve this guitar. At all.
Tosca has it right. Play it until the awesomeness inside blows the finish off. Get it refinished. Repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repe...
One day Paco will have daddy's #1, THE guitar, and the life lesson that it embodies.
Sergio, brother, the way you talk about this has already exceeded my highest hopes immeasurably. I'm so glad we pulled it off.
Damn those onions!
Yay Sergio.That is one way of lookin' at it...
Thank you! Lil' dude is my whole life now, every day it dawns on me more how lucky I am. From him popping out in good shape to being able to spend my days caring for him and being fortunate enough to have hitched my wagon to his mom, I truly lead a charmed life.
But yeah... I'm totally ruining this guitar. Not in like, a deliberate way but, in a I'm gonna play the sh!t outta it way. I mean, would you guys rather I keep it locked in its case and rub it with a diaper every now and then? or (since it is my dream guitar after all) would you guys like to see it become my new f@cking "right arm"? The guitar Paco see's his dad grab every time he leaves the house, the guitar that's omnipresent in his home and in his childhood memories, the guitar that when he gets it; It'll remind him of me, 'cause it's daddy's guitar.
Paco's gonna get all my stuff. I've already been telling him that all of these guitars will be his one day. But before then, he's gonna get an SE, and then he's gonna mow the damn lawn and get a part-time job to learn the value of working for what he wants. No kid (in my opinion) should get a Ferrari on his 16th birthday, or by extension start off life with a West Street Limited. That's how you get kicked off airplanes for being a drunk asshat like the Hilton boy, or you drive around shooting women in your BMW 'cause you can't get girls to sleep with you and you feel as though your entitled to whatever you want like that other rich dude's son.
Sorry to go off on a tangent but, when something as glorious as this is happens to you... it makes you think about things, ya know? Thanks to you bastids I can never drive past somebody with car trouble again because I'm in a hurry, and every cashier that asks if I'd like to make a donation to save the Habitat of the North American Grey Pigeon is gettin' one of my dollars. It's now like I have an obligation to be as rad of a dude as y'all must think I am to do such an amazingly generous thing.
It's weird. I know y'all gave me a guitar but, it feels like you really gave me a renewed sense of faith in the inherent greatness humanity instead.
Love you guys.
Edit: Oh, and did I say Thank you?!? I feel like I haven't.
I feel a little bad about the "how would you finish it" thread. I didn't start it to touture you, well, maybe a little. But it had a real purpose. We needed to find out how it should look for you. I couldn't just ask you directly, too many thing had to come together first. So I faked it as an intellectual exercise.
I'm glad you finally did post there, but very, very sorry that it caused you any pain.
I probably owed you some teasing! HAHAHAHAHA
So, anyone knows how a West Street Limited ended up with a 2016 serial number? I always thought it was a comissioned refinish while seeing it at the PSF thread, but now the only reasonable explanation for it being there is that it was one of the brazilian guitars left in the factory along with all those ME I's and 513's waiting to be finished.
Anyone knows it's true story?
Then around (exactly) the post that Phil made "Unlikely Sergio Attains", I was all: "F@ck this thread! It has gone too far, I'm not opening it again. Screw you guys, I'm going home." Then like an addict, I'd keep going back to it, powerless with desire.
Wow! This is not only one of the coolest things I have ever seen on the internet, but it is one of the most generous and thoughtful acts I have ever witnessed in all of my life. My faith in humanity has been restored.
Congrats, Sergio!