Most sound engineers, particularly those who mixed sound for metal bands, have a form of tinnitus. Mine’s from hours upon hours of editing tape for either radio or theater with headphones on at 80-90 dB.
Ditto. 8am Tues. and Thurs. Broadcasting and Government. The Prof spoke in a monotone and needed the P.A. system in a lecture hall as he was so soft spoken. I needed a double espresso in my coffee before that class. I KNOW the textbook had some insert ingredient that was released the moment you opened the book. One paragraph and you had the nods. I still have nightmares waking up in 130 Little Hall.
I’m 63, 6’0" and 215. At one time (in my 30’s), I was 6’2" and 340. Yep, I’ve shrunk, yet I am the smallest man on my Mother’s side of the family. I’m fighting generations of heredity and it’s all I can do to have my current stats. With my dad bod (OK Grand-dad bod) and age, aren’t I the quintessential plugger?
Not to brag, but I weigh 50 pounds less than what I weighed at HS graduation. Well, ok, I’m bragging, but I’m also almost 2 inches shorter. Today, 62, 6’0", 215 lbs. 36w, 32 leg and still fat. Dang it!
There are far, far worse food purgatories than haggis. Not many, mind you. but they exist. For example: Boiled Fish With Egg Sauce. It’s a New England (ahem) delicacy that was foisted on me in my youth. It is nastier than it sounds. Take perfectly good, fresh saltwater fish, boil all of the joy out of it. Make a thin hollandaise sauce with chunks of boiled egg in it and smother the fish. Looks like hurl, smells like hurl and yep, tastes like hurl.
Most sound engineers, particularly those who mixed sound for metal bands, have a form of tinnitus. Mine’s from hours upon hours of editing tape for either radio or theater with headphones on at 80-90 dB.