8 guitars

My brother started taking guitar lessons in highschool. They bought
him a $99 nylon-string guitar.
The guitar lasted about 18 months.
Apparently I was more interested in learning guitar than he was, and I
played that junk til it fell apart.
A lot of the first things I learned, I got from my uncle amd his son
when I visited them one summer in Florida.

A year later, my dad bought me my first electric guitar. It came with
a complete set. A mini-amp, strap, case, etc. Only the guitar and the
amp has lasted til today. I played that guitar so much. I used it for
playing at church, my band Pihsrow, All-City Jazz Band rehearsals,
talent shows, that one gig I had with Anthony that only lasted 15
minutes but we charged $10/minute.
Good times.

Eventually I was in college and it was time for an upgrade. I
purposely got a job at a guitar shop to get the employee discount. I
picked this one beautiful guitar. It costed a lot, but it had a tiny
minor defect in the paint job (which to this day, I still can't find),
so they cut the price a lot. Also, the employee discount was really
really good. I bought that guitar, changed the stock pickups, and I
love it.

This past summer my grandmother felt the need to have an acoustic
guitar in the family and she bought one.
I played at the family's reunion, the wake, the funeral, the second
wake, and the second funeral.
It's been a tough year for that side of the family.
I took that guitar to Boston and have it here. Everytime I see that
guitar I think of my aunts.

My roomate dave has an old hollowbody electric his uncle gave him and
he has his electric that he bought around the same time I bought my
last one.

My roomate mike has his main electric guitar, and a Fender Strat he
got from somebody. Forgot the story behind it. He also has a nylon
string acoustic.

8 guitars in the house.