Local Flavor: Greening

It finally started getting nice out every day about a week and a half ago. The winter has been long up here. Folks who normally don't complain (myself among them) started griping. I feel like we all made it just before we turned axe-murderer on one another!

I've been busy as I usually am, though, despite the sun's lure to drag me out for naps on a pic-a-nic blanket. I changed my glasses prescription last week and got polycarbonate lenses -- only to find I'm polycarbonate sensitive which means that when I look out through that material I notice that it bends the light in a bunch of absurd ways and tinges everything blue, makes it impossible for me to focus correctly, and generally made me sick to my stomach because of a fishbowl effect. I felt like I was teetering. Another trip back to the kindly eye doc and we sussed that one out when I found I could look through normal glass or plastic lenses just fine. We went through the whole song and dance before figuring it out, though. It was the strangest sensation -- like my eyes had become part of a 1990s digital camera with bad focus, a peculiarly-distorted wide angle, and fringing all over the place. Ick!

In other news, there's fantastic gear coming through. Tomorrow you'll be treated to a 2000s Gibson Hummingbird, really beat old Gibson L-1 archtop, fancy-pants 2000s Blueridge D-45+ clone, 1960s Martin 00-18 flattop, and a '60s Gretsch hollowbody husk returned from the dead. There's also a 1954 Martin D-28 in the works and as far as customer repairs go, there's a lot of choice eye-candy including an 1890s/1900s Cole x-braced concert-sized box I'll show-off tomorrow and a Lyon & Healy 1880s/1890s parlor that might be done by the weekend.