The 2006 “Help Dan Get His Banjo” Campaign
OK, the title maybe needs a little tweaking, but you get the gist of it. I’m appealing to you, my reader(s), to give me a little moral support in my quest to become a world-class banjo player…
The reason I’m even forced to mount this on-line campaign is due to the recent (and stunning) refusal of my wife to consider allowing me to make my banjo purchase, the logical first step in becoming a champion banjo player.
Blunt, she was. Defiant even. “NO!!” - that was the extent of our discussion. Seems I can’t even have a picture of a banjo in the apartment...
In all fairness, I have been a little quick in the past to jump on fancies that never really grew past the initial interest. I have two guitars, a harmonica, and a tambourine that all have yet to compose a groundbreaking album of hit pop songs.
A few years back, I thought I’d set up an impressive model train display. Couldn’t find an engineer’s cap that fit, so I’ve delayed that project (since 1981…).
I also seem to recall an archery stage, where I would be a world-famous bowman. Inspired by Robin Hood and Green Arrow (DC Comics), I planned on taking one of my sisters along with me on the road to fame and riches, but none would agree to the old “apple on the head” trick.
Wonder whatever happened to my archery set???
These are all just expected failures along the way to today’s banjo quest. You can’t make an omelette without grating some goat cheese, hence my passing fancies of the past. But this desire for a banjo BURNS inside of me!!
Reader(s), I beg of you, help me with this undertaking. Your reward will be the sweetest banjo music you have ever heard.
Simply follow the links in my Blogger profile, and send a simple e-mail, with a heading of “Give The Man His Banjo”.
It is my solemn pledge that this time, I will not disappoint…
Chow for now!!
OK, the title maybe needs a little tweaking, but you get the gist of it. I’m appealing to you, my reader(s), to give me a little moral support in my quest to become a world-class banjo player…
The reason I’m even forced to mount this on-line campaign is due to the recent (and stunning) refusal of my wife to consider allowing me to make my banjo purchase, the logical first step in becoming a champion banjo player.
Blunt, she was. Defiant even. “NO!!” - that was the extent of our discussion. Seems I can’t even have a picture of a banjo in the apartment...
In all fairness, I have been a little quick in the past to jump on fancies that never really grew past the initial interest. I have two guitars, a harmonica, and a tambourine that all have yet to compose a groundbreaking album of hit pop songs.
A few years back, I thought I’d set up an impressive model train display. Couldn’t find an engineer’s cap that fit, so I’ve delayed that project (since 1981…).
I also seem to recall an archery stage, where I would be a world-famous bowman. Inspired by Robin Hood and Green Arrow (DC Comics), I planned on taking one of my sisters along with me on the road to fame and riches, but none would agree to the old “apple on the head” trick.
Wonder whatever happened to my archery set???
These are all just expected failures along the way to today’s banjo quest. You can’t make an omelette without grating some goat cheese, hence my passing fancies of the past. But this desire for a banjo BURNS inside of me!!
Reader(s), I beg of you, help me with this undertaking. Your reward will be the sweetest banjo music you have ever heard.
Simply follow the links in my Blogger profile, and send a simple e-mail, with a heading of “Give The Man His Banjo”.
It is my solemn pledge that this time, I will not disappoint…
Chow for now!!
3 comments:
I think you should send your comics over to your redheaded niece in the geographic center of North America for safe keeping...particulary any involving Mr. Queen.
Your sister says you never had an archery set.
That popping sound you hear is the implosion of my carefully-crafted "memories", by the exposing arrow of fiction...
Busted yet again...
And by a knowing comics expert, no less...
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