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| April 28, 1997 |
Get It: 105 |
Vol. 1, No. 74 |
ANNIVERSARY: As we're approachin'
the 50th anniversary of the appearance of the transistor
... it's only fittin' that things've come full circle
... I talked 'bout a site for listenin' (or downloadin')
to midi files last week ... a loyal reader was kind enough
to send me yet another address for findin' some more music
... http://www.hawkee.com ... has tons o' files ... modern
stuff ... television themes ... you name it ... it's there
... as I was previewin' the Star Wars theme it hit me
like a ton o' bricks ... I was usin' a high-powered computer
... 'cross who knows how many millions o' miles o' telephone
lines ... to listen to music that's played on an $89 keyboard
... through a speaker that's no bigger than the original
transistor radio speaker ... 'n I'm all excited about
it! ... my my my ... could buy three stereo systems with
surround sound ... a boatload o' CD's ... but it's fun
anyway!
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TO THE SHED: Still hackin'
away at the list o' chores ... got a major one done this
weekend ... painted the wood shed ... some o' the criss-cross
wood on the front'd rotted ... had to take it all apart
... rebuild it ... while I was undoin' all the screws
... usin' my handy-dandy drill with screwdriver bits ...
it quit workin' ... no notice ... no smoke ... no nothin'
... jes' no more spin ... I wiggled the plug ... it was
tight ... I checked the 200 feet o' extension cords I'd
strung out ... all tight ... must be a breaker ... I head
down to the basement ... nope ... checked the ground fault
breaker in the bathroom ... nope ... could it be? ...
had my drill finally bit the dust? ... was I about to
have an excuse to run down to the local hardware store
'n buy that fancy DeWalt 18 volt cordless drill I've had
my eye on? ... would this cheap little project head into
the stratosphere? ... only one last thing stood in the
way o' me 'n my yellow beauty ... I'd have to do an autopsy
on the drill to see why it'd died like that ... I undid
the screws on the front ... nuttin' but grease 'n gears
... yechhh ... wiped my hands on my Levi's ... put it
back on ... started to take the sides off ... oh ... gotta
have the front off first ... pulled it apart ... no signs
o' malfunction ... took out the little graphite thingies
that make the motor go ... blew some dust off the stuff
... shrugged my shoulders ... put it all back together
again ... plugged it in ... viola ... it worked ... man,
was I disappointed ... my bubble burst ... I turned back
to the task at hand.
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COMPLAINTS: I've heard a few
... over the last few days I been tinkerin' with tryin'
to correct some problems folks been havin' with the reception
... I thought I had it whipped but now I've heard some
more rumblin's ... I heard that there were all kinds o'
strange symbols ... I saw a sample o' one where the quote
marks were little i's ... the three dots turned into a
weird lookin' circle ... sorry 'bout dat ... let me know
if this one is illegible ... I already know it's unintelligible
... but that's a different problem ... ain't gonna fix
that so easy!
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"Enjoy the feel of the hammer
in your hand and the satisfaction of driving the nail
home. Think of the pleasure you'd have in using it on
your computer the next time it crashes and QEMM quickly
denies any blame." -- Mikey, Thinkin’ Too
Hard
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| Mikey's Muse(tm)
is published weekdays as a commentary on stuff. Editor,
Michael T. Rusk. Copyright © 1997 by Michael T. Rusk.
Printed in the U.S.A. This publication may be distributed
freely as long as there is no charge. Commentary is loosely
based on actual events and may contain embellishments,
bits of fiction, and editorial liberties (lies) under
the guise of poetic license. All characters portrayed
in my writing are purely fictional and any resemblance
to any person, company or animal is purely unintentional.
If you don't get it, you just don't get it. Don't blame
me for anything I say and don't do anything I say, either.
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