To have a wife that understands you, sort of, is to be blessed indeed.
Especially one who is articulate and writes so well.
Her blog could be a great balm to some of us afflicted with audiophile urges. A cure, of course, might be a little too much to ask for.
Here’s just one fine example of what you are likely to find there.
Rock a Bye Baby
Recently I overheard a fragment of a conversation The Audiophile was having with his stepson. His stepson, for those of you working through this biological conundrum, is also the only human being I’ve personally baked from the size of a bean to the size of an 8-pound bean.
As always, I wasn’t paying a lot of attention until I heard The Audiophile say, "A tube amp is a great first project, but you’ve got to be careful because you’re dealing with anywhere from 350 to 525 volts under the hood, and that will kill you dead very quickly."
Soooo, if I understand this correctly, what we have here is a situation where The Audiophile has somehow enticed my 180-pound bean to engage in a hobby that, on a really bad day, may very quickly turn one of them into a big pot of soup.
As always, I wasn’t paying a lot of attention until I heard The Audiophile say, "A tube amp is a great first project, but you’ve got to be careful because you’re dealing with anywhere from 350 to 525 volts under the hood, and that will kill you dead very quickly."
Soooo, if I understand this correctly, what we have here is a situation where The Audiophile has somehow enticed my 180-pound bean to engage in a hobby that, on a really bad day, may very quickly turn one of them into a big pot of soup.
https://www.theaudiophileswife.com/2018/03/rock-bye-baby.html?m=0