6/21/2005 09:34:00 AM|||Joe|||So I went to the family reunion last week. My uncle gave me a copy of an interview he did with my grandma back in 1998. I've been working on a Wiki about my family's history, so I was glad to get a copy.

Anyway, I ran out yesterday and picked up a tape recorder and a program called Sound Soap to help clean up the audio. I did the first half of the interview last night. I still need to tweak Sound Soap's settings, but it works well. Takes most of the tape hiss out.

But now for the fun part. I have several... interesting tapes. Dug them up. A lot of them involve Jason and I, back in the day, writing music and drinking beer. I went through a few last night.

Some of them I expected. I remember them well. Parts are pretty funny.

But there's one in particular that almost made me soil myself when I heard it. It is completely insane.

And yes, I will be posting it here. I'm not sure that anyone besides Jason will appreciate it, but it is just so completely and utterly batcrap crazy that I have to share. And no, Jason, you'll never guess.|||111937242392759931|||Old Audio Tapes6/21/2005 10:13:00 AM|||Blogger Scooter|||I hope you were listening to them at home and not at work - soiling yourself is frowned upon here - not that there aren't several good stories floating about. I happen to know someone here who was on the elevator with some other people - the doors opened and there, in front of the elevator, was a pile of crap - doors closed, elevator went on its merry way. That same person was once also treated to seeing a dump in a urinal here. I myself was leaving work one day when I came across a trail (of dribbles) in the hallway (third floor) that led all the way back to the bathroom. Ick. So Joe, don't be one of those people.6/21/2005 02:23:00 PM|||Blogger Joe|||That is all very, very gross. Though the elevator one is pretty funny.

Anyway, I was at home. I should point out that I am 75% sure that I was speaking figuratively, but I never really can be sure what I say or mean.

I actually recently had a discussion with my sister along these lines. She was complaining about how gross women's bathrooms can be. I replied, "Yeah? Ever walk in to see that someone had taken a dump in the sink?"