Hahahaha! “Never before in the annals of rock music has such a powerful, nay…mystical force, been seen or heard and it will be eons of time before this kind of amazing talent is apparent again! Please give Zed Head a listen and a chance!”

There, can I have my cheap-shit student’s guitar now?

Later, at home, just before bedtime:

“R-r-r-r-r-r-r–i-n-g!

Me: Hello?”

Caller: ‘Hey, is this Bill? Bill in Wonderland? Bet you’ll never guess who this is! Yeah, that’s right! It’s me, Zed Head!’

Me: “Hey, Zed, how are—….”

Caller: “You know why I’m calling you? I’m sittin’ here in the bus hangin’ out.”

Me: “Uh, gosh, no, Zed, but…..”

Caller: “Oh. man, you gotta lighten up on me! My Dad’s involved now and he’s P-I-S-S-E-D! And these mouthbreathing cowboy clowns from the dustbowl have been filling him full of shit about you and that blog.”

Me: “Oh, geez, sorry about that, Zed, if you want, l’ll………………”

Caller: “So, you can either lighten up on me, man, or we’re gonna shut ‘er down. Gonna shut ‘er down! Hey! That’s great blues lyric! “Hey, hey, we’re gonna shutter down…oh, yeah, we’re gonna shut ‘er on down.”

Me: “Well, I’m sorry if the blog has caus–……….hello?……..hello?……..hmmmm, he hung up on me…I wonder who gave him my private home phone number?