Does anybody really care?
For those among you of the action comic hero set, an oldie but sometimes very applicable:
"IT'S CLOBBERIN' TIME!!!
Does anybody really care?
And that "Time Has Come Today".Time for you to stop fuckin wit me.
Too bad it's a real estate office nowIt's beer o'clock. Meet you at Augenblick?
As a teen, I used to babysit for friends of my folks, and the dad was a serious ham radio freak. I got to sit in his shack after the kids were asleep, and I remember listening to WWV and being fascinated with the signal. So much so that I recorded an hours' worth on a New Year's Eve, and used it as a click track/sample a few years later for my first attempt at building a song using a borrowed sampler keyboard. I dug out the cassette recently and committed it to digital for posterity - but it's totally unlistenable :biggrin1:NIST defines it, which is the easy way to do it. Can't really blame them - if I had a couple of cesium fountain clocks in the cellar I'd be tempted to define it too. So I just set my watch by their clocks, then ignore it, thereby triangulating myself squarely into the middle ground somewhere between obsession and apathy. Hey, whatever works.
Triangulating squarely? Does that work?
But I haven't even started... yet :biggrin1:Time for you to stop fuckin wit me.
... I remember listening to WWV and being fascinated with the signal. ...
Bummer. When did that happen?Too bad it's a real estate office now
And, no, I was unaware of R. Kelly's residence nearby. Must have been after my time there...
I'm there. What do they have on tap?Let us hit the Brain... EZ parking, jukebox rules, and I can get us comped...
No, its Quarter To Three. If you get that one you are too old.Actually, it's twenty five, or six, to four.