....but I like them. Today, I was self-learning a fingerstyle instrumental version of......'Sweet Betsy From Pike', while last week it was 'Oh My Darling Clementine'. Only two chords in that whole Clementine thing. I can't resist lyrics like this... 'Ruby lips, above the water, blowing bubbles soft and fine, but alas, I weren't a swimmer, thus I lost my Clementine'. That's gold right there, gold I tell you! I'm a bit concerned, however, that I may have started down a dark path-of-no-return with this stuff. I mean.....is there a four string banjo and a straw hat in my near future? Maybe a mustache and those goofy-ass round-framed spectacles?