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So maybe I have too many…

You don't have too many until you can't afford to keep fresh sounding strings on them.

...or your wife starts looking a bit murdery when holding the kitchen knives.

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So once upon a time I responded to a Craigslist ad about 40 miles from our house. My lady was looking for an acoustic guitar (she has an amazing voice, both parents sang and were multi instrumentalists from guitar to sax to accordion ect). We get there and we have to walk behind a garage and up some outside stairs (mind you it was January and ice everywhere). He unlocks the door and wall to wall are hard acoustic cases.... he says wait a minute I'll be right back with the acoustic we were interested in. 10 minutes later he emerges with not only the one we were looking into but also its matching counter part which is a smaller body. Serial numbers within 4 of eachother and I swear the Mahogany is from the same boards with the way they match up. Needless to say we bought both. After talking for awhile he takes us to the other rooms which are even more packed with acoustic guitars.

THIS IS WHERE IT GETS FUNNY....

He says, "I'm a drummer."

He gave us a great deal on the set and I still have his number.

Funny to think people rent apartments for their gear.

What makes it even funnier... we were showing my lady's cousin the guitars and start in on the story and he interjects with "does he live in Windsor?"

He too had responded to another CL ad of his a day later.

Small world.
 
So once upon a time I responded to a Craigslist ad about 40 miles from our house. My lady was looking for an acoustic guitar (she has an amazing voice, both parents sang and were multi instrumentalists from guitar to sax to accordion ect). We get there and we have to walk behind a garage and up some outside stairs (mind you it was January and ice everywhere). He unlocks the door and wall to wall are hard acoustic cases.... he says wait a minute I'll be right back with the acoustic we were interested in. 10 minutes later he emerges with not only the one we were looking into but also its matching counter part which is a smaller body. Serial numbers within 4 of eachother and I swear the Mahogany is from the same boards with the way they match up. Needless to say we bought both. After talking for awhile he takes us to the other rooms which are even more packed with acoustic guitars.

THIS IS WHERE IT GETS FUNNY....

He says, "I'm a drummer."

He gave us a great deal on the set and I still have his number.

Funny to think people rent apartments for their gear.

What makes it even funnier... we were showing my lady's cousin the guitars and start in on the story and he interjects with "does he live in Windsor?"

He too had responded to another CL ad of his a day later.

Small world.
Wow!!!