Telepcaster is done

This was an awesome project.
Can't wait to start another one.
If you're curious, here's the full build.

Here's how the guitar sounds....

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A Blues

Spoken

Best time of the year

Spring is the best. I love the fact that...
A) winter is over
B) there are 162 games of baseball coming at me
C) summer is just around the corner.

Three Amigos

Good times with Thang & Pete in Somerville.

Sign of the times, Barack: bring back the fireside chat!!

Unfortunately, this is the most accurate representation of today's reality. It's tough to see the light at the end of the tunnel when there's so much gloomy news.

What's more unfortunate, is that the perception of being stuck is reiterated every second of every day--think 2.0, TV, news coverage, etc. If newspapers and radio broadcasts were still our major source , we'd be out of this mess already, because people wouldn't be CONSTANTLY reminded of how bad things are.

Instead, we're stuck in the mud.

Consumers are frightened-->constant reminders-->consumers are frightened-->constant reminders.

It's a shame really.

What ever happened to the fire-side chat!?!?!?!?

Conan

After 14 years, Conan O'Brien is done with the Late Show.
End of an era in my opinion.
Luckily, we'll see him take over for crumby Leno on the Tonight Show.

Amos

Here he is: Mr. Amos Robert Worth Telep


...sleepy...

Becca, Dan, Katharine, Olivia

Mom

Dad

Auntie Becca

Gorgeous

Uncle Charlie

Ode to Nordhouse

This is a pictorial Ode to the Nordhouse Dunes on the lake shore of beautiful West Michigan

Nordhouse means many things to many people. The resounding echo consists of relaxation, kinship, skinny-dipping, singing and laughing at the top of your lungs, eating root vegetables with bacon, and trying to remember random song lyrics.

That said, he's a pictorial day in the life.

Packed up and ready to hike

After a quick one mile hike, beach.

Typically, you're sweating after hiking with a 45lb midget on your back. Take your shoes off, walk in the water and cool off.

Watch out for things from Boston filled with rations

also, watch out for random packs of badasses

All of a sudden, tripods are busted out

Seriously, this is life's barometer for comfort and/or happiness

Twang, aka the Ramblin' Nordhouse Stapleman.

This particular night found Eric in rare form; free-flowed improvisation that lasts 64 minutes is always impressive. If lyrics were flammable, we'd have burnt to a crisp.