Don’t bring an amp to a gun fight… or something like that….
I think we're missing a real moment of harmony and opportunity here, y'all. Neighbor jam!Don’t bring an amp to a gun fight… or something like that….
That’s what I was thinking.Self-loaded ammo maybe?
Note choice? You know, an abandoned microphone feeding back into a large amp is a very effective way to make your feelings known.You got the right idea!
Don’t be particular about your note choice either. A loud amp in the hands of the wrong musician can be a deadly weapon!
I shouldn't say too much about the shooting because I have a 2" gun and when you touch off a half pound of powder everyone for a few miles knows. But it's fun.I have a new neighbor that is about to receive a princeton on 10 and my dirty old man distortion pedal... from my front porch!
Old marine with a attitude.
Haha yeah it's threads like these, and the regular 'show off your knives' threads, that remind me how different our nations are.days like this I'm reminded that I have been living outside of the US for a very long time
My uncle lived in alfalfa country in Northern Nevada. He bought a ranch, but there was a dry spell right after he bought it, so he sold off most of the land, but continued to live on what remained. Instead of farming, he started working for the water district. Like you, he liked his privacy and quiet. His neighbor down the road a piece, say half a mile, was having trouble with owls and other critters stealing his chickens at night. He decided that he needed to illuminate his property sufficiently that he could shoot whatever critters were doing the mischief. With this in mind, he bought a street light, a big modern big city street light, brighter than anything they actually had installed in town, which at the time had only a single traffic light which people mostly ignored. My uncle said that he liked it to get dark at night, so this light infuriated him mightily. After fuming about it for a few days, he got out his deer rifle and shot out the light.It has long been my dream to own a section of land with a home built in the exact center of it. I would also since I'm dreaming like to have a twenty-foot-high two-foot-thick concrete wall around the whole property. With a twenty-foot-high one inch steel gate at the only road into my home. One can dream.
I take it you didn't feel like he did...... I find me amusing.....The loudest neighbor I ever had was Peter Frampton in the '70s.
I salute you, and to be frank envy you all in one motion!@Toto'sDad I'm living your dream and it's great!
How does he afford it?!
Ammo isn’t cheap these days.