Brave Imperial Aerosel Kings
Shortly after I ate Heavy Metal for the first time (I'm from the planet Uranus) the Moron reviewed a Genesis album that included the song "The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway". The Moron thought that Phil Collins (the album followed the shift in vocalists), mistakenly thinking that "Rael, Imperial Aerosol King" referred to "Brave Imperial Aerosol Kings". I wanted to send them a letter correcting this & at the same time relaying some of the non-Rachel viewpoints on Suzanne: tired, her work all done, thinks money, honey, be-on neon.
So the other day I bought the album on CD. Trish & I have it worked out now that we're taking turns buying a CD or DVD a month. She just bought her Britney Spears, which is also in the disc changer. Next month I'm either buying Street Life or the new Blondie.
I still haven't decided what I'm going to do about the speakers. The crossover for the center speaker which I found on PartsExpress.com will cost 43 buckadingdongs, & I'm not certain that I want to spend that much. I'm now considering a $6.00 coil & a $12.00 high-pass filter. I'm also considering changing the crossover in the 2 front speakers from 100 Hz to 250. This would put a peak in the mid to upper bass, compared to what's there now, but the way it sounds now the bass is extremely peaky in the 60-120 Hz range without any true subwoofer 30 Hz tomes, whereas the bass above the crossover is kind of weak. With the center channel speaker, I'm worried about removing the crossover elements from the piezo tweeter, which is the job that most needs to be done -- & we have Trish's tax refund to do it with.
The last couple days have been OK. "Astronomy Domine" just did me, or at least is starting to shape up as the type of thing that Analog would be interested in, given that it's a farce. Saturday Trish & I watched our tape of Battlestar Galactica which we'd taped the night before, then we cleaned Smelly Bear's cage before going to the Soup Kitchen. It's the same old pizza Trish brings home from work every day, but it's stale. Then we bought some groceries at Fat Albertson's. I called Buffalo Bob when we came home. He agreed: Bush's English isn't as good as Hitler's German, but there is a similarity in the way Bush seized power. Now we have all these drug warriors trying to kill people by taking away their medicine.
Trish scrubbed the walls in the kitchen in the afternoon while I worked on my short story. She wanted to make out in the evening, but I was less than adequate. This is because the haldol's in my blood & the blood is in my head. The same thing happened with Jill, but all Dr. Day did was reduce my meds rather than put me on something that actually worked, albeit the side-effects are about the same. Tomorrow we go to the Perky Pam Layout to get a spike into our veins. I want to be ready.
So the other day I bought the album on CD. Trish & I have it worked out now that we're taking turns buying a CD or DVD a month. She just bought her Britney Spears, which is also in the disc changer. Next month I'm either buying Street Life or the new Blondie.
I still haven't decided what I'm going to do about the speakers. The crossover for the center speaker which I found on PartsExpress.com will cost 43 buckadingdongs, & I'm not certain that I want to spend that much. I'm now considering a $6.00 coil & a $12.00 high-pass filter. I'm also considering changing the crossover in the 2 front speakers from 100 Hz to 250. This would put a peak in the mid to upper bass, compared to what's there now, but the way it sounds now the bass is extremely peaky in the 60-120 Hz range without any true subwoofer 30 Hz tomes, whereas the bass above the crossover is kind of weak. With the center channel speaker, I'm worried about removing the crossover elements from the piezo tweeter, which is the job that most needs to be done -- & we have Trish's tax refund to do it with.
The last couple days have been OK. "Astronomy Domine" just did me, or at least is starting to shape up as the type of thing that Analog would be interested in, given that it's a farce. Saturday Trish & I watched our tape of Battlestar Galactica which we'd taped the night before, then we cleaned Smelly Bear's cage before going to the Soup Kitchen. It's the same old pizza Trish brings home from work every day, but it's stale. Then we bought some groceries at Fat Albertson's. I called Buffalo Bob when we came home. He agreed: Bush's English isn't as good as Hitler's German, but there is a similarity in the way Bush seized power. Now we have all these drug warriors trying to kill people by taking away their medicine.
Trish scrubbed the walls in the kitchen in the afternoon while I worked on my short story. She wanted to make out in the evening, but I was less than adequate. This is because the haldol's in my blood & the blood is in my head. The same thing happened with Jill, but all Dr. Day did was reduce my meds rather than put me on something that actually worked, albeit the side-effects are about the same. Tomorrow we go to the Perky Pam Layout to get a spike into our veins. I want to be ready.
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