Howdy folks,
I am a newbie here looking for some guidance on a rig that I am planning on gathering. I am sure that the title of this thread has raised some curiosity, so let me begin by offering a little background information. I will try to keep this brief....
I am currently finishing out a prison bid for manufacturing drugs. At the time of my bust I was going through some very dark times and was caught tightly in the chains of addiction. I never sold drugs... I reasoned that it would be healthier to make my own drugs rather than buy them from the street (junkie justification at its finest, here). Everything was going fine until my roommate turned out to be a confidential informant and I woke one morning to a HASMAT team- complete with their space suits and fully loaded automatic weapons- knocking down my door.
To make a long (and very strange) story short, I pled guilty and was sent to prison. I lost the home that I owned and did a fairly good job at destroying what was already a tarnished reputation (you better believe that I saved all of the hate mail and garbage the press put out about me.) In the end, though, I halted what was to be a fatal trajectory and am all the stronger for the experience.,
Prison sucked. But now, with only two months left until freedom, I am in a work release program and living in a half-way house. I h ave already managed to save three thousand dollars, and expect to double that in the coming months. After I pay what's left of my lawyer fees and restitution (yes, you do get billed for having your home raided), I plan, with your kind help, on spending some serious cash on a Jerrycaster project.
I began studying music in elementary school. By the time I reached my teens, I was a serious guitar player and Dead Head. I went to college for jazz studies and studied at Berklee College of Music for some time. At this point I was focusing primarily on learning jazz. The time and dedication needed to become proficient in this style is comparable to becoming a doctor. It seemed like I was practicing all the time, eight hours a day, usually, but playing little. I no longer jammed or played Dead tunes like I used to. I was starting to become a jazz snob, and music was starting to loose its fun.
After college I spent some years travelling the country. I lived in San Francisco and Vermont, and all places in-between. My drug use started to get more heavy, and I eventually overdosed and nearly died. After this incident, my life took a complete one-eighty. I sold all of my music equipment and moved into a Buddhist monastery.
Dang... My laptop is about to die. I am going to stop here for now and pick up the story when I get some more juice...
I am a newbie here looking for some guidance on a rig that I am planning on gathering. I am sure that the title of this thread has raised some curiosity, so let me begin by offering a little background information. I will try to keep this brief....
I am currently finishing out a prison bid for manufacturing drugs. At the time of my bust I was going through some very dark times and was caught tightly in the chains of addiction. I never sold drugs... I reasoned that it would be healthier to make my own drugs rather than buy them from the street (junkie justification at its finest, here). Everything was going fine until my roommate turned out to be a confidential informant and I woke one morning to a HASMAT team- complete with their space suits and fully loaded automatic weapons- knocking down my door.
To make a long (and very strange) story short, I pled guilty and was sent to prison. I lost the home that I owned and did a fairly good job at destroying what was already a tarnished reputation (you better believe that I saved all of the hate mail and garbage the press put out about me.) In the end, though, I halted what was to be a fatal trajectory and am all the stronger for the experience.,
Prison sucked. But now, with only two months left until freedom, I am in a work release program and living in a half-way house. I h ave already managed to save three thousand dollars, and expect to double that in the coming months. After I pay what's left of my lawyer fees and restitution (yes, you do get billed for having your home raided), I plan, with your kind help, on spending some serious cash on a Jerrycaster project.
I began studying music in elementary school. By the time I reached my teens, I was a serious guitar player and Dead Head. I went to college for jazz studies and studied at Berklee College of Music for some time. At this point I was focusing primarily on learning jazz. The time and dedication needed to become proficient in this style is comparable to becoming a doctor. It seemed like I was practicing all the time, eight hours a day, usually, but playing little. I no longer jammed or played Dead tunes like I used to. I was starting to become a jazz snob, and music was starting to loose its fun.
After college I spent some years travelling the country. I lived in San Francisco and Vermont, and all places in-between. My drug use started to get more heavy, and I eventually overdosed and nearly died. After this incident, my life took a complete one-eighty. I sold all of my music equipment and moved into a Buddhist monastery.
Dang... My laptop is about to die. I am going to stop here for now and pick up the story when I get some more juice...