Oh, Holy Horror!

What is quite possibly the world's worst recording of a Christmas carol comes from folkmew, who got it from this post by ohikennedy, which points to this post on The Sneeze.

Now, before you go there and, if you dare, listen to it, let me just quote ohikennedy's warning:

Trust me on this. Use headphones if any other living creature (including plants you're fond of) is in the room. Do not eat or drink. And sit down while listening.

Please note that filkertom held out for only 20 seconds. After that it gets worse. My earworms fled gibbering in terror. There is a reason why I had to make a new icon for this post.

[15 minutes]

It's actually been more like two hours -- I've been reorganizing the stuff on the floor in the "recording studio" area of the bedroom, trying to find a place for the new system. It's a lot bigger than the little fanless one, so it can't sit on the shelf anymore. That, in turn, causes the inevitable chain-reaction of moving stuff around. There's probably another hour's worth of work in there before I can actually use the space again.

I can't procrastinate too long, though -- there's still stuff on the bed.

Saturday wrap-up

I did, finally, get the new recording box installed. It took an extra trip back to the "office", which has a monitor and keyboard, because I'd neglected to set up the BIOS not to stop on errors. But after that, the afternoon wasn't particularly productive.

At about a quarter to five we set out toward Menlo Park for my office holiday party at Flea Street Café. Good food, great company, great conversation. Oddly, music didn't come up much at all.

Came home on surface streets -- a very pleasant little drive. Lots of pretty lights.