Very scary mega-multi-jacked home theater receiver.

(Thanks to Boing Boing.)

posted: 7:02:18 PM  

Tonight, along with most community theaters in Northern Virginia, we are snowed out by a healthy-sized storm that has dropped about 6 inches on us so far. I don't mind the interruption too much: we had a busy tech week and a good opening night, so the night off is welcome. No Sunday matinee tomorrow, so Leta and I can just read the paper and cocoon.

I drove back from the subway station in the early afternoon after my stint at the recording studio as the snow was coming down. I took the long way home, along surface streets: I figured that if I (or someone else) was going to make a mistake, better that it be at low speed. I didn't see much trouble, but there was a car coming off the Toll Road that got itself sideways when it hit the snowier surface on Route 7. Along Wiehle Avenue, I heard a lecture in my head from a phys ed teacher I never had.

He drawled, "Son, three pieces of advice: When you go to the whorehouse, take your own rubbers. Do not stop your car by the side of the road to clear the slush off your windshield wipers and leave them on slow interval; you may think that you can knock the stuff off before the arm sweeps the blade out your hand, but you cain't. And take your gottamn cellphone with you so you can call for help if you need it, instead of your iPod."

posted: 6:10:26 PM