Walking in the garden at night, tripping over a stone slab, landing on left hand, breaking pinkie finger.
Does this qualify as a...
bizarre GARDENING ACCIDENT????
Not that it matters to me, since I did not enter the lottery to win the opportunity to pay $250 per ticket as well as spend the $900 in plane tickets to England. It's just that....LED ZEPPELIN REUNION. Like, I can barely think about it without my head exploding. I can't imagine what the owners of those precious tickets are thinking.
Meanwhile the Living Legend himself is keeping up good cheer and talking to reporters and showing up to collect big rock god awards.
And...he's let his hair go silver. Yay Jimmy! Way to keep it real!!!
I think it would be very hard to play an A minor chord with a busted pinkie. Hang on, let me go get the guitar...
Yep, A minor and G. You simply cannot play any Led Zeppelin if you don't have A minor and G!!!
Mind you if I'd knock the dust off that old guitar and tune it (beg someone with a sense of pitch to help me tune it) then maybe my A minor and G chords would actually sound like themselves. In any case, I won't be standing in for Jimmy Page any time soon, even if I dreamed last night that Robert Plant came over for dinner and I spent an hour wiping the top of the table and babbling incoherently.
That's all I got today, folks. Mac White is going to work today, the kids have the day off school, and it's the sky is full of ominous dripping cold grey clouds. Also, I have just discovered that you should not let your Pug get guitar picks in his mouth. Have a good day...