birchoak
Hi-Fi Nut
When I was a kid, I found a card in my dad's wallet that proclaimed him to be a member of The Ancient and Honorable Society of Turtles. What the what? The part that fascinated young birchoak was how you could tell if another person was also a Turtle, and it would go something like this:
person who knows that they are a Turtle: Are you a Turtle?
other person: You bet your sweet ass I am!
"Holy cow, they said 'ass!'" was all I could think, not concerned in the slightest that my father was part of this shadowy organization.
Well, my dear father has been gone for many years, but let us turn to the present:
What if that person hanging on a strap on the subway across from you is ElectronGenius33 or OhmGirl19 but you literally have no way of confirming their identity as an AKer? Suggestions (to be agreed on before such encounters, obviously) are as follows:
1) AKer 1: Is your soldering iron hot?
AKer 2: You bet your sw--Oh my God, I left it on and it is literally going to burn my house down!
2) AKer 1: Goes to 11?
AKer 2: Indeed, but that would blow the output transistors.
AKer 1: Indeed it would. Ahem. Allow me to formally invite you to a secret, oak-paneled lounge filled with equipment by JBL, Klipsch, Mark Levinson, McIntosh, and their ilk, for hours of high fidelity listening, followed by a highly illegal but oh so very entertaining, no-holds-barred pit fight of a completely restored Technics SA-1000 vs. a stock My Little Pony shower tunes radio.
3) AKer 1: Hey, is that a Luxman on the sidewalk?
regular person: Who's Luck's Man?
Let me know which secret phrase is best, or kindly present a superior one.
person who knows that they are a Turtle: Are you a Turtle?
other person: You bet your sweet ass I am!
"Holy cow, they said 'ass!'" was all I could think, not concerned in the slightest that my father was part of this shadowy organization.
Well, my dear father has been gone for many years, but let us turn to the present:
What if that person hanging on a strap on the subway across from you is ElectronGenius33 or OhmGirl19 but you literally have no way of confirming their identity as an AKer? Suggestions (to be agreed on before such encounters, obviously) are as follows:
1) AKer 1: Is your soldering iron hot?
AKer 2: You bet your sw--Oh my God, I left it on and it is literally going to burn my house down!
2) AKer 1: Goes to 11?
AKer 2: Indeed, but that would blow the output transistors.
AKer 1: Indeed it would. Ahem. Allow me to formally invite you to a secret, oak-paneled lounge filled with equipment by JBL, Klipsch, Mark Levinson, McIntosh, and their ilk, for hours of high fidelity listening, followed by a highly illegal but oh so very entertaining, no-holds-barred pit fight of a completely restored Technics SA-1000 vs. a stock My Little Pony shower tunes radio.
3) AKer 1: Hey, is that a Luxman on the sidewalk?
regular person: Who's Luck's Man?
Let me know which secret phrase is best, or kindly present a superior one.