GUITARS, BURGERS AND HOMELESS MEN

Some things are just not worth doing. Like selling a guitar and amp for twenty bucks to a pawn shop. What do you have now? Not any decent and playable musical equipment, that's for sure. Three packs of smokes and a lighter? Gas for two days? Two meals at McDonald's and coffee for the week? You're willing to trade a life time of fun, possible innovation and impromptu jam-sessions for what? One tenth of your rent? A third of your phone bill? Forty-five minutes at the bar? Diddly fucking squat, that's what you got. You can't be that desperate for cash if you have the guitar and amp in the first place. Maybe if a homeless man stumbled across your Epiphone and Peavey Amp in a dirty alley or under a bridge he should sell it, because you know, he's starving. And his weathered and sun burnt fingers aren't suitable for nimble fret playing. His schzizophrenia isn't much help either. But not you, if you're in need of twenty five bucks, you're in need of much more than that, so trading something in that's worth plenty more than what you'll get for it in cash and fun - it's just not a good life transaction/investment on your part. And if you really do need the twenty five bucks because you're unemployed or broke or whathaveyou, then the guitar and amp could be a great time killer in between Kraft Dinner meals, daytime television and aimless walks around town. Who knows, maybe with a lot of practice you could become the next Joe Satriani, a bald headed, finger tapping virtuoso, who's on the cover of every other Guitar World magazine. Mind you, maybe you don't even play guitar or are looking to upgrade, or found the combo in a dead uncle's attic. If that's that case, maybe then should you consider getting rid of it. But, if you're looking for a quick buck, try getting a job. Or a line of credit. Or an inheritance. Or a lucky streak at the casino. Or a friend who will teach you pinch harmonics and hammer on's.