Thereminvoxulation

So much for that 3 day weekend. The technology shift at work required, still requires in fact, each and every one of my spare minutes. There are those who would say, and a younger more ideological me would agree, that the opportunity to spend a day in self revilation never be considered ‘spare time’. I feel that the opportunity to live where and how I do is worth the temporary sacrifice, as the days I do get alone are always stellar.

It would also be a bit of a stretch for me to say that I don’t have a lot invested in this new technology and, much like Miles Dyson, don’t want it to freak out and kill people.

This weekend Ryan and I are going to be building Theremins. We both pitched because it’s hard to buy a single resistor, of any resistance, from anywhere reputable and because it is best to do these things with someone else who might call for help should one solder one’s spine to one’s computer desk. The parts came Monday, and there looks to be somewhere between 10 and 20 THOUSAND pieces that need connecting/wiring/boarding/fluxing/not losing.

Intimidation doesn’t even describe it. I’ve built a few BEAM bugs before, my redboxen are hot, I’ve bent a few old keyboards and I’ve dSubbed all off my old PS1 controllers; A few shit-simple hacks does not an electrical engineer make.

Lev Theremin was an electrical engineer. The guy made shit that MI6 couldn’t even begin to figure out. He virtually invented electronic bugging and his Thereminvox is a work of fucking art. I feel I will be doing a great disservice to him if I jack this thing up. Let’s keep on the hush hush the fact that I am building it into a TG16.

I await the return of the sleeping princess.