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It's hotter than a two dollar pistol around here.
The cat is running across the black top driveway so he won't burn the pads on his feet.
Here's a happy tune I would like to learn soon.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LHacDYj8KZM

It's a similar question to: Am I a man or a boy? or Am I a woman or a girl? We can claim to be something but the final definition is for others to decide.
If people hear you and remember you as a guitarist, then you are. They may remember me as a sucky guitarist and I must live with that.
I played in bar bands for 20+ years but I will never be anything but a strummer like many chordians. My lead rides were memorized note-for-note and played the same every night. BORING!
Since technical excellence is beyond me, I concentrate on being an entertainer. I learn unusual and novel songs that people rarely or never hear. I found work as a guitar player by being able to add to a party, playing most requests, making people laugh or cry and therin leave a wonderful memory of a particular evening.
Remember, Elvis Presley was a mediocre guitar player. So was Johnny Cash.

I ought to be tired but I'm just too darn wired.

My wife, "Grammy" set out four bird feeders along our fence. She fills them with black sunflower seeds. We have red cardinals, blue jays, morning doves and of course the inevitable mocking birds aplenty. Problem is we have squirrels aplenty as well and they sit down in the feeders and eat until they're empty.
Grammy is a country girl and a dead shot. She always has a Daisy BB rifle loaded and ready by her favorite chair in our garage (rumpus room).
If a squirrel lingers too long at the feeder she puts one round into the wooden fence close by it's ear.
If that doesn't scare it off she can easily pop him in the booty. At that range a BB hit in the stern is not painful enough to keep them from coming right back.
It gives Grammy something to do besides mess with me.
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Cat Stevens has a lot of fine acoustic music. I have some of his tunes in my fat book. I worked out all his chords to "Morning Has Broken" but I believe they sound better on keyboard but they are playable on guitar.  I also have "Peace train","Father and Son", "Moon Shadow and others.I'll help if I can.
What tunes are you looking for?
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Our band's first live C.D., "A Bonified Social Club"was with the origional trio of rhythm guitar, harmonica and tuba.
You guys are so right. Trio playing requires everyone to overplay big time to sound anywhere near full.
Our second C.D. "Magic Chair" we added three more players on lead guitar, steel drums and drum kit. So nice to back off and make room for the new players and so much fun listening to them playing along with us.
http://www.johnreno.com/music.html

Auditioned last year at a restaraunt nearby for a one night a week gig. Manager told me "Mercury Blues" by the Steve Miller Band was a favorite of his. I found the song on U-Tube and learned it. I played it at our audition and we did not get hired. Haven't played it since. I must suck at it.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xbP4LVhNYw

" My child was inmate of the month at county jail"

"Fish tremble at the sound of my name"

"Women love me. Fish fear me"

"What if the Hokey Pokey IS what it's all about?"

Saw one today that read:
"My shi tsu is smarter than your honor student"

My guitars are old and I keep them in an air conditioned room. They seem to do fine in there.
The heat and humidity here in South Alabama are brutal.
I learned my lession when my old Yamaha dreadnought acoustic pickup died after too many sailing cruises in the hot salty air. I bought a Martin backpacker to sail with and my buddy lent me a plastic - backed Applause guitar we both use for a houseboat guitar.
Gotta take 'em out to play outside sometimes but they store in the cool dry room.
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Many years ago, our cat chased a mouse into our pantry. I quickly shut the door on them both.
My wife insisted I "do something" about the mouse.
I said, "Let the cat do his job. It's our bedtime."
Our bedroom was on the other side of the wall next to the pantry. We lay in bed hearing the cat go "rowr" and the mouse would let out this long "screeeeeeeem". Another "rowr" and another "screeeeeem' - this went on and on so long my lady insisted I "do something". I couldn't sleep either so I got my hammer and "did" the mouse. The cat was really mad at me for a long time. Sometimes you can't win.
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I knew a married couple in the military. He was from Brooklyn, New York - she was from Rome, Georgia. Each one's accent made the other laugh early and often.
I am from Alabama via the midwest. My wife is from South Carolina. Her accent is delightful but sometimes funny. I can do her and her sister's speech pattern well after all these years.
They always say, "Don't mawk me." but I can't help it.
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