bleeps, creeps, and jeeps

We’re watching Moog, which is certainly a fascinating story. But I feel my ears start to buzz when I watch/hear about things like this.

Like, the husband will explain synthesizer stuff that he’s working on or tell me about some work he’s doing in one of his engineering classes and I hear, “So you know when you oscillate triglycerides and the Rubik’s cube osmosifies with pi and then square it zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz?”

Or like when someone asks me if I have change for a five. “Um, I don’t know. Here’s some quarters. Does that help?”

Christ. I need to just get one of those “Math is hard!” Barbies and get it over with.

Of course it must not be that fascinating since the husband is fast asleep on the couch.

5 Responses to “bleeps, creeps, and jeeps”

  1. Ed Says:

    You’re so not a geek.

    I just chased your link to IMDB. Is Walter/Wendy Carlos really not in it? Moog made synthesizers available, but Carlos proved they were viable. I heard the original Switched-On Bach in 1968, right when it came out (I was 6), and it literally changed my life forever, making me a lifelong fan of electronic music.

  2. kdiddy Says:

    She is not, which is very odd now that you mention it.

    I do want to learn how to play the Theremin, just so I can bring it to inappropriate situations. Like church.

  3. MammaLoves Says:

    The dealer always has to tell me what I have when I’m playing black jack.

  4. frank Says:

    ::squint:: what’s this post have to do with jeeps?

  5. kdiddy Says:

    frank, it was a poor paraphrase of bleeps, sweeps, and creeps from Spaceballs because I couldn’t be bothered to open iMDb.

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