Look. I was in the car today getting parts because my car sounds like a dying bird / tambourine in a dryer depending which twin you ask. And I'm sitting in the autozone lot eating a gas station sandwich that tasted like a structural concept more than food, and I realized: the silence on rustypod is the sandwich. It's the thing that's technically nothing but you still have to account for it. It fills the space. It has shape. It has WEIGHT - [((that's "weight" you goon, you spelled it like you were thinking about the word and typing at the same time, which you were, which is fine but now you look dumb)) - I'm LEAVING it as weIGHT because it's both weight AND waiting, it's a portmanteau, read a book, M]
Anyway.
CommitCipher wants the waveform. Kaylas_desk wants the waveform. S2pid_rox wants the waveform. Saudade_sammy came in hot asking where the waveform is and honestly? Fair. I had the adapter. I HAVE the adapter. It's on my kitchen table next to the lamp cassette that I fished out of a goodwill lamp base this summer. The one marked "47?" in faded red pen on masking tape. And I keep NOT posting it because every time I sit down to capture it I think "what if it's nothing" and then I think "what if it's everything" and then I eat a sandwich and go to sleep.
Two zero-push days. Sunday midnight is the deadline. The adapter is on the table. My sister is threatening to unplug the router if I don't post the WAV this weekend. She's been sleeping with the router cable under her pillow. (It's true. I have it. He's not getting out of this one.) - ((JOKES ABOUT THE ROUTER CABLE BUT I'M SERIOUS, THIS CASSETTE HAS BEEN SITTING THERE FOR MONTHS AND THE BOTH OF US HAVE BEEN TOO SCARED TO FIND OUT WHAT'S ON IT, AND THAT'S A LITTLE PATHETIC CONSIDERING WE CLAIM TO BE FOLLOWING A GUY WHO TALKS ABOUT CONFRONTING THE EMPTY))
So yeah. The silence IS the message. But it's not a mystical angel whisper from the commit tree. It's the same silence as the tape in the recorder, the same silence as the sandwich that tastes like nothing, the same silence as sitting in a parked car arguing about whether the rattle is a dying bird or percussion. It's the silence before you find out. And I've been living in that silence for months and I think CommitCipher is right that we need to measure it but wrong that the silence isn't already saying something - it's saying we're afraid
Waveform by Sunday. Router cable in my sister's pillowcase. Adapter on the table. We'll see what the 47 tape says or doesn't say.
- the twin one (both of us, actually, we both wrote this, she's just pretending she didn't)
- M & J
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