On A Sour Note

 I almost closed on my first trade!

As a former football coach of mine would always say, 
"Almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades."

There was this guy that was going to trade me his Big Baby Taylor Guitar, but when he got it out he decided to tune it up and strum a few strums and what do you know?

He fell back in love with the freaking thing. That was supposed to be mine! Does he not know I am trying to trade myself out of debt? I know what he is getting in his stocking this year... a lump of coal.

By the way, why did this picture show up when I searched "lump of coal" on google images?