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Here's a few pics of my 1989 Palmer P39EC. It is distinctly possible that this instrument saved my life in the early 90's. I haven't played it in a while (I have others now), but a fresh set of strings, polish 'er up, and it sounds and plays great still. Here's the thing, though: this was a bargain-basement buy even in 1989. There's no real reason to have even expected this guitar to sound or play nicely even when new. $200 dollar guitars rarely do. This thing is an exception, though, because it's a player and it sounds great. Except for the pickup. That sounds terrible. I never plug it in. But the guitar has outperformed expectations by so far that it's amazing. I tried to find out some info about Palmer Guitars and utterly failed. There isn't one iota of evidence they exist on the internet. No customer service, no website, nothing. I did find two intances of internet merchants who claimed to have a few Palmer guitars for sale. Maybe they went out of business, maybe they just don't have a website. Dunno. I cannot ever remember seeing another Palmer, strangely. It's a really nice instrument for what it is. It it very close to the end of its useful life, though. It's cracked, beaten, bent, and broke. It wouldn't do for a daily player anymore, but it's still nice to take for a spin now and again. 15 years of memories is almost half my life. They're in that rosewood fretboard like ghosts.



I am heartened by a nice, momentary convergence of the fates. Apparently, beards have become fashionable for men to wear. Like, big time fashionable. Ralph Lauren runway models, style editors and hipster New Yorkers are sporting beards now. The New York Times even had a style piece on how cool beards are now. Big, bushy ones too, not just some token George Michael stubble, either. As a man who hasn't shaved in almost ten years now, it's amusing to me that this momentary fashion trend has arrived. I'm in style again, randomly!
I just read a really dumb statement, and because I'm mean, I'm going to have to share it with you.
The more I watch this, the cooler it gets.
Do you take it for granted?
There are three types of people in the world: People who don't like sports, sports fans, and baseball people. If, like myself, you find yourself in the last category, these days are tougher than ever. I have had to become a baseball apologist. It's almost embarrassing to admit that you love baseball anymore. I find myself yearning for the good old days when all you had to defend was the fact that baseball on television is actually fantastic entertainment. Now that's the least of our worries. Major League Baseball has become an embarrassment. It's phenomenally sad to see.
After a few 70 degree days, the bike needed a bath and a serious chain & sprocket job.



I've worked with a lot of developers over the years who like UNIX & Gnu/Linux. To a man, if they had any skill at programming, they were excellent system administrators. Now, I'll be the last to bash SysAdmins, I love 'em. Some of them I've worked with could be stellar developers if they wanted to. But developers are often really, really good at this. I remember a situation at a startup photogrammetry firm I worked at where the lead developer finally lost patience with the somewhat inept sysadmin and took over. This developer had those system humming literally the next day after we had had problems for months. Developers and Admins both have great knowledge of what goes on in a linux host, but these groups do things differently. Very differently.