Guitar Massage

I promised myself I wouldn't post twice in one day. In defense, that last post was before midnight. Now it's after midnight. so back off.

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Monday Night:

Text message conversation

Ferrer: hey will, i'm in town tonight. what are you doing

Me: i'm swamped and i was going to bed im really tired

Ferrer: oh okay man i'll talk to you later

Me: sorry, night.

Well, I was tired, but not that tired. The stoic grandmother in me forbade driving in the snow this late, and I didn't want to make Matt.  I felt like an ass and really wanted to see (Matt) Ferrer, so I said "aw, fuck it", and called him:

(Matt) Ferrer: Hey Will

Me: Hey, What are you up to?

Matt: Nothing, man, just watching America's Funniest Home Videos.

Me: Cool, man. Hey, I'm not really that tired. Did you want to come over?

Matt: Sure! I'll be there in fiiiive minutes.

Me: See ya.

(click)

So I went into the fridge, grabbed a few beers and shortly after, Matt arrived with a video camera. He proceeded to show me this: