tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6794620494458886025.post1734908184458553157..comments2023-10-16T02:54:08.466-05:00Comments on AsTheCrackerheadCrumbles: TCC: The Sixth Crumb, Part IAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16349087080262856079noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6794620494458886025.post-19838008713918085892007-11-17T13:10:00.000-06:002007-11-17T13:10:00.000-06:00Ok I decided to read one of your older posts. This...Ok I decided to read one of your older posts. This one was a real long rambling, the kind I am prone to. The love story part was interesting for sure. All love stories are romantic aren't they? I mean we have a short life and on top of that short youth, and it is all a sheer coincidence who we get to meet or date etc. This is the stuff of the supernatural and I will say no more.<BR/><BR/>Now I come to CB radios. Fascinating. I grew up in South West Asia and there were neither the means nor the equipment, freedom or even the money for CB radios. But I had strong passion for long distance radio listening. When I was about 12 I would catch long distance signals from Moscow, Middle East, South Asia on the medium wave band at night.<BR/><BR/>By the time I was 15 I had discovered the world of shortwave radio listening and now the whole planet was within my earshot. I must stop babbling but here is a link to two of my posts that register my love for long distance communication and shortwave radio listening: http://emberglow.wordpress.com/?s=shortwave<BR/><BR/>But eventually, you're right that the rise of modern technologies: internet, mobile phones, satellites has killed the romance of things like CB radio. Alas...Rajiv Thindhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13949285932285033695noreply@blogger.com