No GAS (I mean, I did have some gas, but that's another story......). Over the last week, I moved from Chicago to the Atlanta area and my Christmas Eve was movers hauling all my belongings in to my new house.

For the record, movers did not move my guitars. All of them somehow fit in my back seat without smashing them. That's nine of mine and my wife's Taylor Baby and our shared mandolin. All arrived safely (including my cat, who did an admirable job of meowing most of the way down from her comfy home in the very back of my SUV...).

No GAS. But then again, I did buy two guitars in the last year so I should be good for now.....[br][br]Oh who am I kidding, next up will probably be this one: