the bells of hell go ding-a-ling-a-ling

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So I learned something new at XDU last night. I was working with a DJ-in-training and discovered that, if you've got the board set to monitor "air" (the signal going out over the air) -- which is what all DJs are trained to do -- and some other DJ has turned the delay on, then when you go to talk on-air, you'll speak into the mic and no words will play into the headphones. You'll then get confused and stumble over the opening phrases of the PSA you're trying to read. You'll then hear your inane stammering play back into the headphones eight seconds later. Like fun!

Since it's Thanksgiving, here's a few more food links:
Harold McGee drops some science on turkey.
Hey, it's a book about bacon. According to the NYTimes, it includes a recipe for making popcorn using bacon fat. (wipe that drool off your keyboard and move on...)
While I have a lot of respect for experimental chefs like Adria and Blumenthal, I'm also a big fan of high quality snark. So this is one of the funniest things I've read in a while. Torch for 17 seconds with flamethrower... (indeed!)

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