Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Monday, January 08, 2007
Span-Opoly
It's always a good idea to lean about different cultures and even attempt to learn the lingo when you can :) So, for "Holiday Gift Season" Mama Kath got Andrea Leigh "Span-Opoly". Now, here goes my first turn...
I'm not exactly sure what it says, but I'm pretty sure that it has something to do with Social Security or the City of Detroit.
I'm not exactly sure what it says, but I'm pretty sure that it has something to do with Social Security or the City of Detroit.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Makin' Short Waves on the Detroit River
You know me; love short movies, short fuse, hell I even rode the short bus to kindergarten (don't ask). So it was only a matter of time before I got into short wave radio.
I had heard about short wave, or SW as we in the land of nerd call it, on NPR a few years ago. Yes, NPR still exists. They did a story on the Conet Project and it totally flipped me out.
I was driving home at 1:30am in a huge snowstorm, when these crazzzzzyyyy sounds started coming over the radio, and then a stone cold voice reciting numbers, "7,7,7,6,6,9,9". THEN...CRAZY music composed of what had to be a Theremin humping a fax machine. Now, if you've ever driven M-50 through the heart of nowhere Michigan at night, you know how dark and "Deliverance-esque" it can be. I FREAKED! I thought I was gonna be dancin' with the devil quicker than spit!
Turns out, there are these freaky SW signals out there being broadcast from what are called "NUMBERS STATIONS". Check out some recordings. Sound a little "X-Filey" to ya'???
Well, I let my family know that I had an interest in SW and guess who got what for Holiday Gift Season??? Thanks Dad :)
OH! I almost forgot! I've got tin-foil cone hats for all of you, because...you know...if you don't wear it...that's how THEY get you.
I had heard about short wave, or SW as we in the land of nerd call it, on NPR a few years ago. Yes, NPR still exists. They did a story on the Conet Project and it totally flipped me out.
I was driving home at 1:30am in a huge snowstorm, when these crazzzzzyyyy sounds started coming over the radio, and then a stone cold voice reciting numbers, "7,7,7,6,6,9,9". THEN...CRAZY music composed of what had to be a Theremin humping a fax machine. Now, if you've ever driven M-50 through the heart of nowhere Michigan at night, you know how dark and "Deliverance-esque" it can be. I FREAKED! I thought I was gonna be dancin' with the devil quicker than spit!
Turns out, there are these freaky SW signals out there being broadcast from what are called "NUMBERS STATIONS". Check out some recordings. Sound a little "X-Filey" to ya'???
Well, I let my family know that I had an interest in SW and guess who got what for Holiday Gift Season??? Thanks Dad :)
OH! I almost forgot! I've got tin-foil cone hats for all of you, because...you know...if you don't wear it...that's how THEY get you.