Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a fancy-schmancy audiophile by any means. But I have concluded that even for my very very low standards for casual office music listening, $4.99 headphones do not cut the mustard.
Of course, once you get above the $15 range, headphones come with a dizzying array of specifications for impedance, noise cancellation, frequency response, you name it. I thought I left all that nonsense behind when I took my last systems engineering class. Cutting through all the technobabble, the only real question about headphones is: do I want to look like a refugee from the 70s, or do I want to jam small plastic objects deep into my ear canal? Choices, choices.
BONUS Lesson Learned: Just because a book has time travel, and dinosaurs, and interplanetary warfare, and Martians does not mean that it will end up being any good. My friend told me this before I borrowed the book, but I ignored his warning. Serves me right.
1. In retrospect, my parting words to the fine, hard working members of the Engineering department were ill-advised. Of course, I wasn’t serious; I mean, I don’t even have the power to damn someone’s progeny unto the seventh generation, and even if I did, it all seems excessive. Nowadays I’d say, second generation at best.
2. That authority rests with Pat Robertson.
3. Of course I’m sure there are people out there thinking, “A book with time travel, dinosaurs, interplanetary warfare, and Martians — that sounds like the dictionary definition of a horrible book!” Just another painful reminder to the rest of us: if you are in fact dead inside, you really can’t be helped.