(Thanks to Mitch L. for some of these.)
Whatever hits the fan will not be distributed evenly.
I’m too old to care anymor.
Corduroy pillows are making headlines!
My short-term memory is not as sharp as it used to be.
Also, my short-term memory’s not as sharp as it used to be.
Your karma just ran over my dogma.
In just two days from now, tomorrow will be yesterday!
I have kleptomania —
when it gets really bad,
I take something for it.
Kinky is using a feather.
Perverted is using the whole chicken.
The statement below is true.
The statement above is false.
My other car’s a hybrid: A Chevy Lemon
Baby on board driving
Steal the car — leave the CD player
KENTUCKY: Five million people, fifteen last names
Moon me again and feel the wrath of my water pistol!
Heaven is Where: The police are British; the chefs are Italian; the mechanics are German; the lovers are French, and it’s all organized by the Swiss.
Hell is Where: The police are German; the chefs are British; the mechanics are French; the lovers are Swiss, and it’s all organized by the Italians.
Hey, I actually like Brit food! Great little place in St. Augustine. Probably some of the best Steak and Kidney pie I’ve ever had. No, that’s not “beans.”
But my teeth are crooked and I am mostly Welsh, English and Scot, so I guess it’s hardwired into my genes. Maybe if I put them into the washer with my jeans?
The CD player…
During the early 70s I had the “modern” equivalent, an 8 Track player. One night I came home “under the weather.” I left the door ajar. (Doors really don’t know what to do with “jars.”) Someone stole the 8 tracks, left the player, took out the Rundgren tape and put in my glove. Six months later I forgot to lock it and, I assume the same guy, stole the player, but took the same Rundgren tape out and put it in the glove.
Guess he really didn’t like the tape.
LOL. Ken — I actually have had ‘bangers and mash’ that I liked, and a steak (no kidney) pie made in what was called the ‘Cockney tradition’ that was pretty good. Since I usually favor sour more than sweet these days, I’ve also had ‘chips’ (both french fries and American-style chips that the Brits call ‘crisps’) with malt vinegar, and enjoyed that as well. Then again, I didn’t write the thing, so I won’t attempt to defend it except to say, generally speaking, Italian cooks, and Italian food, is usually better than English chefs and their fare.
I have English, Scottish and Irish clogging up my ancestry also, along with other nationalities, so I’m familiar with the crooked teeth and severe sunburn associated with that lineage.
In the early ’70s I had an 8-track too, but, fortunately, it was small enough that I could lock it in my glove compartment, so the casual thief wouldn’t notice it. I installed it myself, so I just drilled a hole and wired it through the back of the glove box. When I wanted to listen to a tape, I just popped over the door and inserted the tape. The tapes I hid under the seat or the fast-food bags that accumulated in the back seat. The one thing I really liked about 8-track cartridges — if the tape broke or got damaged, you could just fix it with editing tape and a razor blade, just like reel-to-reel. Not so with cassettes or CDs.
I could never fix those 8T’s. Don’t know how you did it. The continuous loop always got fat less that “continuous.” Did I make a mistake taking them apart? I’ve had mixed results with cassettes. My fingers are too big, but often “the fix is in.” As you said: a razor blade type op, though so small I often just used scissors. But it almost always seems to break again if fixed once; no matter how well it was done.
If they had made those 8T’s 1/2 track, like Studers they would have had excellent sound, and the jumping track idea was flawed to begin with.
Ken, that’s the secret — try never to take the 8-T apart. Just pull out the tape, repair it on an editing block, and rewind it into the cartridge by hand. I once did manage to open up an 8-T and, after much time and cursing, get it to work again, but it wasn’t worth the effort. I would have been better off just buying a new cartridge. (It was a commercial pre-recorded tape.)
Cassettes? The tape is too flimsy and narrow — I’ve never been able to splice the tape together successfully.
I still like reel-to-reel — easy to edit the tape, clean the heads, and fix the machine.