":D"? Coming from a surnym that begins with "D"?
Think I'll change my usernym to "Dumn" before I give a damn.
(changing my name is an ongoing joke)
(after i'm done changing my name i just might change yours)
(That was truly weird. Apologies.)
After I'm done apologizing for myself, I just might start apologizing for you.
(someone please splat another music video, I'm getting tired of putting up Yes after Genesis)
(buf if I must, have a splash of red_)
Every note is an expression of hope, no matter how horrendous it sounds.
(Signed, editor/arranger/interpreter)
(Signed, same as you. Aren't we all? Hadn't I felt a kinship along the way i wouldn't've had gotten a tenth this far.)
... and while I type faster than I think that TV is still time compressed ... Really? Nobody else recognizes that?
Nobody talks that rapidly.
I love a rapid thinker/typist/speaker but the TV has squeezed time to the limit. Beyond the limit of comprehension, I'm guessing.
Should just turn that thing off.
But, again, I asked my sib, the phonologist, and he just said, "sorry, I don't watch TV."
I don't mind, they've cleverly left every syllable audible, but, really, doesn't anyone else hear how sound compression has invaded our earspace?
I relish each undertone and they've time-compressed them out of reach.
(Not making this up, listen for yourself.)
I lied. I do mind, and check the record just to calibrate these ears.
Whatever ... those cackles make me feel like Chicken Little, but i don't think i'm crying "wolf."
Just guess i'm crying "who cares?"
But if anyone does care, public media are time-compressing undertones from our ears.
I listen for undertones like I devour tasteless treats. Guess this isn't necessarily the place to lament the topic. Here is just a place where others catch a clue with barely a hint. And rarely I see a TV show where all we're left with are scratches and commercials.
"we're" = "where we aren't"