Copyright © 2009 Ernest Bloom.
I had forgotten, until I started converting
Mom's ancient and dusty, scratched country music
vinyl to mp3 the other day, Dad's old cat whisker
crystal radio set, and my own
electronics assembly kit with its parallel rows of
capacitors and resistors and connection springs and
multicolored wires and some tremendous transistors
from the days before printed circuits, and even a
futuristic solar cell. I used to dangle a pair of
headphones I substituted in place of a microphone
in front of the big speakers and play those
old records that I didn't even like into my
personal A.M. broadcasting station for my sisters
in their bedroom, where the radio repeated my
tinny broadcast, which they perfectly ignored.
This was about 1977, I guess.
Now, back to hulu.com.
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