I always wonder how I got this brown nose....
Yeah, I had to get out my hip-waders a while ago.
What's all this crap about par-boiled steaks and race car mechanics. Y'er loosing me C5150. Practicioners of the high-art of the kingdom of audiophiledom?! Do I get a gold, jewel-encrusted ring with the seal of the brotherhood emblazoned atop? I tell you, the more I've gotten that far obsessed in this hobby, the more I pity those who actually stay there - at least for me, it takes me so far away from the actual music itself which was the whole reason I got into it in the first place. I suppose there is enjoyment to be had at the level of the gear and tweaking, but for me that pales in comparison to the music. Perhaps for others it is of equal or greater enjoyment. I'd just like to get it out of the way and get on with the music. Still, I have a very low tolerance for mediocrity. I guess I try to keep the former in balance, but every once in a while I notice myself getting obsessed with the minutia and not enjoying the music and I have to go take a cold shower and flog myself with a barbed wire whip, then roll around in rock-salt. Works for me. Perhaps I should follow that all up by getting aged fillet mignon and boiling it till it's grey.
Marco