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Mar '08
While I appreciate your desire to share, it is not necessary to have your television actually in the airshaft. Having said that, I will admit that it is interesting to hear the TARDIS materialize outside my window at 2 a.m. Some time travel would be useful this week.
Sleep, however, would be more useful and the show that you broadcast after Dr. Who had entirely too much screaming. Or was that one of our other neighbors driven mad by your very loud television?
Tags: cranky, Journal
Oh, I just love neighbors like that. They’re so much fun!
Indeed. I particularly like that I can understand the dialogue with our windows shut.
Rob’s a sound engineer, right? As him to make a CD of some seriously deep tones, like 40KHZ or so. THen get some speakers and point them in the direction of the offending neighbor and let them rip. Put it on an iPod and go out to dinner at someplace that has 14 course meals. Then come back to find all their windows smashed. And maybe some of yours. HSS sound ops can be your fence!
Ah yes, but I don’t want to add to make all of the other neighbors hate me. If we could focus the sound, however…
Well, there are ways. Interesting article here about the business applicaitons of it. And then the more techie stuff can be found here. Let me know if Rob builds any sonic weapons!
Just think of all that money you saved from not having to buy the Doctor Who DVDs!
Just kidding. Sorry the noise is so bad. That can be really annoying.
I feel for you, I really do. When I was living in an apartment last year, I got to hear Indian Rap music at 2 a.m. It was great.
Figuring that would all go away when I got my house, for the most part it has, except when people with exceptionally large stereos in their very small cars drive by.
Ear plugs, maybe?
A bunch of Cirque du Soleil folks have temporarily moved into our apartment building for next two months while their latest show is in Portland. So we’ve heard some unfamiliar languages spoken in the lobby and elevators.
What was not so fun was waking up to loud music and talking on the other side of the wall at 3 a.m. . . . on a Wednesday night/Thursday morning! I guess they were unwinding after a good show.
If that were me, I would’ve called the police or something. I don’t think I would’ve had the guts to next door and complain.
If I could figure out where they lived, it would make it easier.