Tabula Rasa

The Flippist World Headquarters™ wall of guitars is no more:




My long-planned and often-delayed garage sale was held last weekend; ’twas a resounding success. A large majority of them are now happily residing with new owners. I still have a few guitars (the most expensive ones, naturally) but they are destined to be sold as well. The south wall of Flippist World Headquarters™ is empty for now. I’m going to leave it that way for a while; it will probably end up covered with photographs and artwork.

Jettisoning my material goods has never bothered me; no regrets, coyote.

In addition to reconsidering the role of guitars, I've been pondering where FITK fits into my life. It has never been what is considered social media. I’ve never experienced the feeling of crashing a private club from this blog that I get from Facebook™. I still follow a few Instagram accounts as they are the only option for following some people I like. Twitter, in the right hands, can be very good, but still not as satisfying as a well-written blog. My visitors are few but varied; a world-wide mix that I’m grateful for. A “digital minimalism” is probably the best way to describe my approach. There are still a few things I’d like to accomplish here, as long as I get the sense that at least a few people are getting something out of it FITK will continue.

The wall, near its peak: