Saturday, November 3, 2007

Stranger Things

So I was folding and putting away the two weeks worth of laundry I'd spent the last two days cycling through the washer and dryer, with my MP3 player plugged into a spare set of computer speakers in my room.
Then I notice something else...like a radio...I search my room, and it takes only a few seconds to become certain that the sound was coming from my speakers. I listened closer. Behind my Relient K, I could hear some old guy singing 'Walking In A Winter Wonderland'.
That's a feature I can do without. Perhaps the MP3 was made by a madman? Perhaps Relient K is composed of madmen? Perhaps I've skipped taking my medication for so long that I forgot I have any medication? I paused the MP3, but the old guy kept right on singing.
I've got it! The MP3 player has a built-in FM tuner. It's defective and playing both at once! I turn off the MP3 player. 'Later on, we'll conspire, as we dream, by the fire...' I unplug the speakers from the player entirely. I now have a pair of speakers plugged into the wall, with NO SOUND GOING INTO THEM. The song keeps playing.
I asked around, and checked on the internet, and apparently this is a sign that you either need to A: buy a thirty dollar radio frequency shield for every set of speakers in your house, or B: Have someone remind you to take your medication. (I don't really take any medication. I think.)

True story. I have a third theory, which I label 'C'. It goes like this: C: The intergalactic werewolves are coming to get me. I need to buy lots of canned foods and board up my windows before hiding under my bed with a shotgun.

We got the goats today. They're in the barn being goats I think. Or werewolves. Also winterized my pond thingy with a couple of gallons of antifreeze and a garbage bag. Made lots of bean dip, re-covered the ceiling in the suburban, and that was it.

SOTD: Ellen McClane - Still Alive