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Once a legitimate blog. Now just a collection of memes 'n menz.






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A pleasant surprise arrived in the form of Friday’s paycheck: a yearly raise and—since it was the third paycheck of the month—no withdrawal for benefits.
I thought briefly about getting a rug like we have in the living room for my study. But since that’s the direct route out of the house for the dogs in the morning and I can’t tell you how many times the dam has proverbially burst before I got the back door open, I didn’t relish the thought of a urine-soaked carpet. Nah, we’ll just live with the polished concrete until such time as we can also buy a carpet cleaner.
Friday evening I was scrolling through my Instagram as I am wont to do, and I ran across this:

While the Horizon L166 is not my first choice for classic JBL loudspeakers of the late 70s (that would be the Century L100), they are a close second. The L100 Century—both original incarnation (used) and especially the retro reissue (new and currently in production) from last year—are way out of my price range, and I was certain these Horizons would be the same.
For shits-n-giggles I DMed the guy and asked if they were still available and how much he wanted, fully expecting to be told they were already gone or quoted a couple grand for the pair.
Not even close. They were still available and easily within my budget, and while both the rug for my study and these loudspeakers were considered “a want not a need,” I have been wanting to retire my Infinitys for years now but didn’t know what to replace them with—so I found it very easy to justify dropping some of that unexpected coin on them. And hey—it’s been over two years since I bought any stereo equipment. I’m allowed.
The seller was upfront and told me the pair (with sequential serial numbers, no less) weren’t perfect: one of the grilles had a chipped corner and some minor damage by the JBL logo, but the cabinets and the drivers themselves were pristine and worked perfectly. He sent followup photos, and after seeing the damage I decided I could live with it; Lord knows the speakers were still in better condition than my Infinitys even though they’re both the same age.
Because all this sounded too good to be true, before transferring any money, I checked the online reviews for the store and they were uniformly positive, so after texting back and forth with the seller, I sent payment.
I also needed a pair of stands, since there was no way I was going to drill holes in the bottom of these beauties to transfer the IKEA cabinet stands I’d attached to my Infinitys. (For some reason, after being ignored by the dogs for years they had become pee-magnets.) I found suitable stands on eBay, and placed the order. Everything should be arriving late next week.





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Not mine, but worth passing on nonetheless:
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I was trying to come up with a picture or two to post on Instagram for #flashbackfriday (since I missed #throwbackthursday), and instead of posting some old photo of me grimacing, I thought I’d branch out a bit and started scrolling through my virtual photo albums to see what I could find.
This led me to the year and a half I spent working at DISH, aka The Worst Company in the United States to Work For, and I realized that as fucked as things are in the world right now, working at DISH was still worse. I honestly don’t know how I lasted there as long as I did, but it truly was my personal trip through Hell and these pictures have reminded me just what an incredible job I now find myself in and how I’m actually appreciated for I do there.
Someday I shall write at length about those eighteen months at DISH, but for now I will suffice by posting some snarky-but-still accurately captioned photos:
















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Has anyone else noticed the rates for international shipping have gone through the roof? I mean, buying vinyl from Europe or Australia has never been cheap, but lately it’s all but impossible, and it’s just one more thing to add to my Trump Hate List. Either the sellers are refusing to ship to the US altogether (have we really become the planetary pariah?) or the cost is twice that of the vinyl itself.
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You’re welcome.
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Something in my little pre-pubescent gay heart knew there was something more going on with these guys than they were showing us.
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It’s the only explanation. Demons, aliens, whatever. But they’re most assuredly not human.
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