imagine my surprise:
i went back and checked my eBay-related emails and lo and behold, i did have a tracking number for that purchase i made over a week ago!
imagine my surprise:
turns out they were to deliver it today!
imagine my surprise:
when i got back from dinner in Covington, OH, it was here!
imagine my surprise:
the item looked to be in perfect condition! a Boss auto-wah pedal! (a sound effect for the guitar- makes that wocka-wocka noise from porn movies, without having to develop the ankular version of carpal tunnel (“metacarpal tunnel?”)).
imagine my surprise:
the only thing that i could find wrong with it was that it was not a Midiman Audio Buddy dual-mic preamp/DI box, which was what i actually ordered. arrangements are being made. i hope this works out, or it’s $75.damn down the tube.
AND
imagine my surprise:
i also got my flush-mount output jack from Stew-Mac! i only ordered the thing a couple days ago (and selected the cheapest shipping option, no less)!
imagine my surprise:
no instructions. which connectors are for the sleeve, ring, and tip (corresp. to the plug)??? C|=|===[ ]
imagine my surprise:
the hole in the guitar is a little too big for the jack (go figure, the jack is a standard size; the guitar: NOT). i “fixed” it by wrapping it in electrical tape, coating it with silicone, and pounding the fucker in. hey, i’m buying a NEW body soon; i don’t give a rat’s ass what this one looks like in the meantime. i just hope it holds. it’s a really tight jack, so i have to be careful unplugging myself, that i don’t rip all the wires out like that nurse who dropped a vial of plasma on the tubes going into my arms at the plasma center that one time. yeah, like that.
just imagine all them surprises, all rolled up inta one.
