Today when I went to a local luthiers mercantile shop to get some wood for the bass that I'm making. Anyway, I go there and I see a friend of mine who plays guitar. He is getting wood for the guitar he is making. The looks on our faces: I found it really odd that both of us decide to make the object of our dreams at the same time, and neither one of us knew the other was making it until today when we met in the shop. Now we can kinda help each other out, and when one of us screws up the other will know what NOT to do. There's my story of the day!