Amy's Blog

An anechoic-chamber-for-headphones box, to be exact.

Crazy engineers.

Huge props go out to Simply Stereo near Chicago, IL. Not only do they have the full line of Heritage on display, they are also decked out with banners and photos of all things Klipsch. Hard to see, but in this photo, there is a signed photo of Paul W. Klipsch on the wall, and a photo of the plant in Hope on the Klipschorn.

Now that's what I'm talkin about. Go see them. Today.

Let me preface by saying I usually don't take photos when I'm in my car. Really, I don't. Except when I'm stuck in a ridiculous amount of traffic and have nothing better to do with my time. Hey, I don't smoke, and I gave up snacking a long ago, so sue me. I get fidgety. 

Anyway, there's something I really like about this photo I took on the way to work today. Even though it couldn't be more blah. That's a technical description, by the way...blah. But I feel like it's calling out to me...."Hey, Amy, take a chill. Relax. Who cares if you're stuck in traffic and late to work? I don't. And never will for as long as I'm hanging here."

Hey, look who finally learned how to take a screen shot on her iPod Touch! I'm a big girl now.

I've never been a huge Pearl Jam fan, even though I did see them live about 7 years ago -- fantastic show, by the way. I mean, I like their stuff, but mostly I can't tell what the heck Eddie is singing about. But this song I love. Love love love. Whether I can understand him or not.

Today marks the 150th anniversary of the firing on Fort Sumter, launching the four bloodiest years in US history. I love that these guys tour the country putting on their reenactments, nerdy as it is, and it's quite entertaining for us as spectators -- although I suspect most people go just to see a cannon being fired. Which is kinda cool. But as the date becomes farther and father removed from us, I appreciate what they to do keep it fresh in our minds. Because to forget would almost be as tragic as the events themselves.

Only the cool ones, of course.

We just wanted to say "hi."

I believe I'm finally whole again after my mid-last-week bout of the stomach flu. Man, I can think of so many better things to do with a day off. For instance, anything.

By Sunday, I was refreshed and ready to take in the spring air. Luckily, this coincided with opening weekend at my favorite outdoor area in the world (well, central Indiana anyway) -- Conner Prairie. Steven and I made our rounds to see the new baby animals (including 3 goats merely 2 hours old... and although a little sorry we missed it, I don't think my stomach would've been quite ready for that much realism), the freshly cleaned exhibits, and of course...the old fashioned checker boards conveniently set up in several locations around the settlement. This is quickly becoming Steven's favorite attraction, and I'd be lying if I said his emerging competitive edge isn't worrying me just slightly. Because I know how I can be. And it's not pretty.