I am Ear?
Feeling uninspired — burned by the heat and wearied by spreadsheets — Kristina fights off a case of the Monday Blahs while searching for her mechanical eye.
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Stephen Mejias
Nuances
It would have been a very sad story. Having diligently packed the Ayre units and sent them off to lofty Boulder, I was left with empty space. I considered bringing the old Magnavox down from the closet. Luckily, I'd done a bad job of returning the Musical Fidelity A3.5 integrated amp and CD player. Reuniting them with the DeVore gibbon 3 loudspeakers was enlightening.
Turnstiles
The PATH train arrives at its 33rd">http://www.panynj.gov/CommutingTravel/path/html/33rd.html">33rd Street stop. The doors slide open. People slither out. Treading up the crowded platform, we are made to pass through stainless-steel turnstiles. I hate touching skin to steel, preferring to push the mechanism over with the forward motion of my legs. Almost as though the turnstiles aren't there.
Design for All
I was done with shopping. Inside my red cart: lamp and shade, extension cord and powerstrip, four soft white 60W light bulbs, two ice trays. I'd held strong against my urges to purchase a blender, whole wheat pasta, an oak filing cabinet, cotton underwear, a ceramic Japanese dragon, and a Pirates of the Caribbean DVD. However, on my way to the register, my attention was taken by an aisle of stereo components.
Q: Bi-Wiring?
Fact: I don't even want to know what bi-wiring is.
The Architecture of a Tuesday Afternoon
JA often compliments me on how easily words flow from my fingertips to the screen.
In the Name of the Father
"I see you finally got your hair cut," says JA.
Strange and Ironic Paraphernalia
We catch up with Kristina to find that she's discovered Stereophile's "first and only pornographic publishing-foul."
A Soft Friday Evening Whir
"Are your windows open?" sales manager Laura LoVecchio asked today.
Budget-Priced
It's time to seal the brown boxes and send them back to the manufacturer. Tonight, I will be packing up the Ayre gear.