It’s amazing how they can fit an entire radio station in those little glass fibers
Today (no doubt inspired by my visit with Cory) I finally got around to wiring up the (not terribly impressive) speakers in my monitor in the office and ginning up the mighty U-90 Alternative! Yup, I was tying up valuable trans-Atlantic bandwidth, listening to Morris’s finest radio station, streaming in real-time from Minnesota here to the UK through little glass fibers buried in the ocean floor.
And it was sweet, and very rarely smelled of seafood.
Actually, it wasn’t quite as cool as it might have been, since all I got was the loop - apparently there were no live DJs in the studio this morning. This was a serious bummer, as my plan was to IM the poor DJ and freak them out with the news that someone was listening all the over in the UK. There’s always tomorrow, though, and many more days after that.
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