A while back, I wrote a column about wanting a guitar. I bit the bullet and bought one over the summer. A few times a week, I go down to the basement, find some chords of a song I like on a web site, and see how I do.

I finally have gotten “It’s The End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)” down pat. You have no idea how cool I find this.

I’m not saying Peter Buck is a bad guitar player or anything, but I love knowing that an awesome song like that is simple enough for me to handle. And that’s not all I have mastered because I can play most of – the intro is still hard because I’m an idiot – “Gardening at Night.” And I can play the rhythm part of “Pop Song 89.”

But I can play all of “End of the World.” I rule.