WELL EXCUUUUSE ME PRINCESS

How. How can one little mic preamp card be such a pain in the ass??!!

This one didn’t work right at all- heavy distortion on Mic 2. The other one I have, paradoxically, will not drive a processor we have. It’ll drive a board input fine but not that processor, dead silence.

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot

BRAWNDO! It’s got electrolytes!!

Unknown energy drink spilled in very unobtainable telephone hybrid control surface.

The small is like that of old Jolly Ranchers and BRIMSTONE.

Welcome to Monday Night Rehabilitation. Chances of this thing’s survival are probably about 60%. Chances of the survival of whoever spilled their drink down this and said nothing about it until it hardened into foul lacquer—-???

Believe me— it was well deserved.

This morning I literally LARTed a coworker. The guy started a portable generator INSIDE the building for a few seconds. Why did he decide to do this? It’d hurt my brain to try to reason with him to understand this, so instead I whacked him firmly with a ream of printer paper for his complete and total lack of common sense.

Nobody, not even the guilty party himself, questioned my decision.

Needless to say this pissed off everyone in the building, led to people having to leave for a while, and perfumed three of the studios with eau d’ lawnmower asshole for hours.

Why?! Why would you even do this?

He thinks this was just hilarious and kept joking about it with me throughout the day. I’m reminded we have a lot more printer paper if needed. I guess he’s lucky I didn’t come out brandishing a crappy old QEI exciter or something. They’re sharp and pointy on the corners! (And even less polite to fellow users of the electromagnetic spectrum, daaang. I mean— some of them I’ve seen— they’ll transmit BEFORE the PLL is locked on the selected operating frequency.)

Video unrelated.

 

Clearing out the “shitposts” folder

I apparently had a folder of images prepared for technical grade shitposting that were going unused so it’s time for a SHITPOSTING FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS

This shitposting festival made possible by the PTek corporation.

Your transmitter with the patented Crown of Thorns, guaranteed to send you running to the friendly local general store for first aid supplies and to clean up in their washroom after slicing your freaking knuckle open

In theory maybe this just means the top cover was put on backwards but I don’t want to open the top cover. Why? I don’t want to know what’s inside this unit because this is what was inside the older FM-500 series and it makes me a sad panda. (Spooling up turbocharger for powerful shitposting of… shit!)

The power supply system is three switching PSUs with their outputs wired in series and grounds floating. OOOOKAY, NO, DON’T DO THIS

Here’s the PTek FM500 series pallet overall. Not visible, or even particularly accessible, above the top of this photo, is the control logic board buried between the heatsink and the housing. Input (and output) are the tiny white cables to the right. Input’s at the top. It first goes through a buffer/driver stage, a Wilkinson 2-port power divider, through the finals, through some very unusual stripline transformers, then to a Wilkinson 2-port combiner ending with the start of the output lowpass filter, a fourth-order pi network apparatus. Seems legit, but look at those RF FET modules.

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Set cruise control to “anxiety”

I hate it when drivers set their vehicle in optical cruise control with a maximum speed of 99 and a following distance of BANANA.

Seriously that’s creepy. Stop that.

It seems to be a very common affliction among Ford SUV drivers who all drive like they have a death wish around here.

* KG4CYX slaps you around a bit with a large trout!

Q. How do you mount a very expensive FM broadcast low pass filter?

A. Not like this.

Baling wire. Yeeeeeup.

This site is an interesting one. The filter is buried behind this giant failtube that I’ve been authorized to delete. It goes nowhere.

Looking up inside the noggin bonker.

It’s blocked off, if it wasn’t it’d vent via this weird open soffit. Considering the number of wasp nests I’ve seen out here in warmer months, I’m glad it doesn’t.

Coming soon to this site: a brand new PTek…..

No, this was not my choice.

………. I’m gonna need a bigger trout

Linguini Mountain, Part II

This post is to be assumed to be to the tune of She Wants Revenge – Out of Control. available on YouTube here. So I was up here again and was asked to check the generator and fuel level. Fuel was fine, generator started, amazingly, with only minor reluctance, and immediately filled the shack with exhaust, so I left the vent fan on and walked away for a while, came back, ran in holding my breath, shut it down, and left for a while more. It urinated on the floor… Sure looks like one of the CrapsackWorld props from Idiocracy, doesn’t it? But then I heard a buzzing that didn’t sound right after the generator was shut down and traced it to a pair of relays oscillating. I unplugged the power supply to them and a nice fireworks show of good ol’ arcy sparky happened for a moment, ending with a power strip breaker tripping. Beautiful. I then got to work……

None of this was functional anymore. Especially not after the fireworks show…. Now I’ve just gotta rewire the remote to one of the transmitters to eliminate a final layer of relay bodge and I can start over with better control. How do I come to inherit these things??!! Sadly, off air time may be required. What a thing to greet my operations manager with when he returns from vacation! “Welcome back, I need to nuke your stations!” Actually he’s a really awesome guy and he won’t be mad at all.

Feverish Hot Take… The 2018 Flu Epidemic.

No, you cannot have any time off, just take one of these patent medicines and go back to work. Yeah yeah, I know I look like I have three heads, that’s one of the normal side effects.

I have a theory that one of the major reasons this year’s flu season is particularly vile is that policies and management in many companies have eroded, or completely destroyed, the confidence of the American workforce in knowing that they’ll have a job to go back to if they take any time off sick.

Thus, everyone is just going back to work with the flu, and spreading it at unprecedented rates.

Of course, our current mostly conservative government will not create or enforce any policies granting workers sick leave, or even adequately fund any medical or research programs into infectious disease control, so here we are.

It’s kind of frightening. Most of the people I know who have caught the flu this year are back at work because they’ve been told that absence, even if they have a note from a doctor or clinic, will be considered unexcused and grounds for termination. A lot of them work in supermarkets, foodservice, and other tasks that pretty much guarantee spreading any infectious critter they catch.

I’m sorry, I can’t hear you over the sound of MAKING AMERICA GREAT AGAIN.

The Maddening Tale of Mr. Ramko.

Note: This is not about anyone named Mr. Ramko. It is about a real person though, whose identity I have replaced with the name of a manufacturer of really shitty audio gear.

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