Oh wow… look what I found!
This is NAPOLEON HILL talking about the law of attraction.
Napoleon Hill and masterminds
I’ll get around to writing a real, thought-out blog post soon. I promise.
There’s plenty to write about. The Clearing Audio has broken all previous records, and the testimonials make it very clear that Joe and I underestimated the power of that clearing tool.
I’ve also got some thoughts about the current financial melt-down.
All that’s going to have to wait. In addition to the Clearing Audio’s success, which has required that I do more customer service work than usual, and reminded me why I don’t do customer service work, I’m gearing up for another UnSeminar Elite Workshop next weekend.
There’s a new manual to write. A powerpoint presentation to create. Details, details, details…
Betsy and I are distracted to distraction because our new grand-baby (Walker/Texas Ranger) is visiting with his mom.
And then, there’s the little matter of my birthday.
Previously, I pretty much tried to ignore them. Disappointment, no cash, and the realization that each birthday meant I was another year older. I honestly didn’t see much to celebrate.
This year was different. First of all, my Portable Empire is absolutely ROCKING. By just putting one foot in front of the other, and doing what I teach, I find myself in an interesting position. I’ve got a real business that is a lot of fun, plenty of spare time, and money in the bank.
So, yesterday, I decided to buy myself a birthday present.
I’ve got everything I NEED, but watching the videos below gave me a real good idea of what I wanted. If you listen carefully, you’ll hear that the Martin guitar that Susan is playing (which is actually John’s guitar. Susan plays Gibsons, of course.) sounds like a grand piano with frets, and the Seagull Artist Series guitar I’m playing sounds like a piece of plastic.
I’m playing just fine, but I just don’t sound good.
And then there’s Dr. Joe Vitale and his rapidly growing collection of collectible boutique guitars. Those guitars gave my guitar a bad case of tone envy.
I decided to buy myself a new guitar- a good one.
I emailed Joe, telling him I was heading for the guitar store, and he blackberry’d back saying he wanted to ride along.
During the trip to Austin, we discussed guitars, among other things. Should I get a Breedlove? A Taylor? A Martin? Something else?
The Guitar Center in Austin has ‘em all, so we camped out in the acoustic guitar room and played every GOOD guitar in the place. We finally narrowed it down to a Martin and a Taylor. Both were fine, fine guitars. Excellent tone, smooth action, gorgeous design and construction.
Finally, I handed Joe the Martin and he played while I listened. The we traded that out for the Taylor. Then the Martin. Then the Taylor. And the Martin won. And I bought it.
I also picked up the new Tascam stereo field recorder, which I’ll write about later. While I was finishing up the purchasing details in the acoustic guitar section, Joe snuck over and bought me that for my birthday. He’s sneaky. Thanks Joe!
We’ll put that recorder through its paces tomorrow- Joe’s interviewing me for one of his projects. I’ve played with it some, and I love it so far. Full report after we use it in combat conditions.
With our new treasures, plus a rapidly purchased pound of good coffee beans, we then headed for Bill Hibbler and Lisa Coltman’s estate back in Wimberley. It was party time.
Lisa cooked a gourmet dinner, she and Bill surprised me by turning it into a birthday dinner. I don’t do sweets, so as they sang “happy birthday,” Bill and Lisa brought out a small slice of pork loin with three candles stuck in it. A birthday pork?
The candles were the kind that won’t blow out…
After dinner, we retired to the back yard for the ritual blessing of the new guitar ceremony.
Just press play.