Porchside Musings.

Like many males, I enjoy kicking back listening to music - preferably in a darkened room while the audio stack provides that dim but essential mood lighting guys prefer. Moving back to Wisconsin meant that one house had to accommodate both my father's stereo system and my audio stack since we were both stubborn audiophiles that would never part ways with our toys.  Consequently I was tasked with designing a media center to host our equipment in a tidy manner. Previously I had been using Fusion 360 to design models for my Zulu software library. Now I had to learn to adapt drafting skills not used since high school to a modern CAD/CAM system. Thoughts became a concept, a strawman was shared with my dad for his approval, and eventually some working drawings were generated. The cabinet maker did a marvelous job of converting those drawing into a real piece of white oak furniture. Shortly after the initial racking up of the components - including my VMPS 18" subwoofer.

One of the current fads is something called Slow Living . More a group of associated lifestyles rather than a single philosophy, all subscribe to the notion of embracing a way of life that is less hurried, more self-sufficient, and often less  dependent on technology. Proponents include those that homestead, the Amish, and the so-called "Slow Food" movement - who have turned away from eateries that prepare generic entrees meant for eating on the go in favor of places you can sit  down and enjoy local speciality prepared with care using local produce. One thing I always hated was being a slave to a clock. Always needing to rush to some meeting that someone thought was important and really wasn't. Why was I filling out a time card itemizing my hours when I was a salaried employee? Why did it matter? The job got done and done right whether it took half an hour or I worked overnight on it. Equally annoying was having to deal with constant flux of account numbers to charge