#radio programming

[mrbopst]

Today in Bopst Design/Promotion/Programming: 4/26/2017

[ikofibanini]

Using CHIRP to Enter a Repeater: A Step-by-Step Guide for Ham Radio Enthusiasts

Introduction: Why You Need to Know How to Enter a Repeater Using CHIRP Whether you’re a beginner in amateur radio or someone looking to simplify the process, CHIRP is a free, open-source tool that allows you to easily program frequencies, tones, and repeaters into your handheld or mobile radio. Using CHIRP to enter a repeater saves you time, prevents programming errors, and lets you unlock your…

[allastoredeer]

Sir Pentious and the bad bitch he (accidentally) pulled by being silly.

[tfh-arts]

Road to Tiekan

[celtrist]

Got about 16 hours left to decide if I'm gonna splurge for CSP ex ver. 2.0, and I wanted to do something quick and easy to see if I would indeed use the animation feature.

We'll see in a few hours I suppose. For now, I continue to work while thinking hard.

[paincaat]

ok so i was going to shitpost about how i cant imagine alastor kissing anyone even if he wanted to cause of his permanent ass smile and i was going to include a crack staticradio visual as a joke and i got too carried away help thiswassupposedtobeastupiddoodle

original post idea for reference of what i was actually going for

maybe its just my aroace ass speaking but i've seen a lot of ship art with alastor in it floating around and my brain physically cannot comprehend how this bambi wannabe mf could ever kiss anyone properly while maintaining his smile??? i swear he'd either have to make the stupidest duck lips or the other person would just be kissing his teeth like he is not built for kissing

alastor might hate this but vox is definitely into it though

edit: holy shit 1k notes thank you guys

just to clarify im aware he can close his mouth and probably could kiss if he wanted to. i also think alastor would try to maintain as big of a smile as possible if he does kiss so it would still look goofy haha. i admittedly wrote this with a bit of influence from my own experience of aroaceness - i can't picture myself wanting to kiss anyone even if i wanted to (im aware it's different for everyone) hence why alastor isn't even trying to do it properly in this post

[mirellapryce]

I think that in normal circumstances, the boys have boring old man habits. Specifically I can see them having a set time of day for listening to the radio. It's something both their generations have in common, both for music and the news, and I feel like it's a little piece they would both want to maintain. Something just to feel a little normal and real.

[contemplatingoutlander]

“This is an awesome decision by Trump!... We couldn’t shut them down, unfortunately, but America did so itself."*

—Margarita Simonya, "editor of Russia’s RT network," on the U.S. defunding "Voice of America (VOA) and Radio Free Europe/Radio Liberty (RFE/RL)," as reported by France 24

If this article doesn't prove that Trump is a (witting or unwitting) Russian asset, I don't know what will.

This is a gift 🎁 link, so there is no paywall. Below are some excerpts from this excellent news analysis by the NY Times' Peter Baker.

If President Vladimir V. Putin of Russia drafted a shopping list of what he wanted from Washington, it would be hard to beat what he was offered in the first 100 days of President Trump’s new term. Pressure on Ukraine to surrender territory to Russia? Check. The promise of sanctions relief? Check. Absolution from invading Ukraine? Check. Indeed, as Mr. Trump met with President Volodymyr Zelensky of Ukraine on the sidelines of the funeral of Pope Francis on Saturday, the president’s vision for peace appeared notably one-sided, letting Russia keep the regions it had taken by force in violation of international law while forbidding Ukraine from ever joining NATO. But that is not all that Mr. Putin has gotten out of Mr. Trump’s return to power. Intentionally or not, many of the president’s actions on other fronts also suit Moscow’s interests, including the rifts he has opened with America’s traditional allies and the changes he has made to the U.S. government itself. Mr. Trump has been tearing down American institutions that have long aggravated Moscow, such as Voice of America and the National Endowment for Democracy. He has been disarming the nation in its netherworld battle against Russia by temporarily halting cyberoffensive operations and curbing programs to combat Russian disinformation, election interference, sanctions violations and war crimes. He spared Russia from the tariffs that he is imposing on imports from nearly every other nation, arguing that it was already under sanctions. Yet he still applied the tariff on Ukraine, the other party he is negotiating with. And in a reversal from his first term, Politico reported that Mr. Trump’s team is reportedly discussing whether to lift sanctions on Russia’s Nord Stream 2 gas pipeline to Europe, a project he has repeatedly condemned.

Despite his protests, Trump will always be: "The MOSCOVIAN Candidate."

______________________ * Although most of the Margarita Simonyan quote was in the NY Times article, I used the quote from a French 24 article instead. The information replaced by the ellipsis in the above quote was moved to the designated attribution area.

"The Moscovian Candidate" meme manipulated image sources: 01 (photo collage by Javier Zarracina/ Vox) +  02 + 03 + 04

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[ckret2]

Do you have any GF headcanon about The 4th of July?

I just imagined that Stan would plan a creative way to send the USA a middle finger, and I agreed with other people that he would add more dangerous spices like extra fireworks.

(Bill and Wendy would find it fun 😂)

Just that the town puts on a fireworks show over the lake.

I don't think Stan's the type to give the USA the middle finger? He'd give the government the middle finger, he'd give its police and its laws the middle finger, and he's neutral on the flag and thinks the Statue of Liberty looks kinda mannish; but I never got the impression that he's hostile to, like, the concept of the US. "Supports 'America'; dislikes most American politicians, policies, and people" is a pretty common type of American tbh.

[blueflyingturtleontheway]

Powód nr 4727 żeby zacząć słuchać radia z rana:

Redaktor właśnie powiedział coś na zasadzie "juhasi mało zarabiają? No to nie juhu"

[mrbopst]

Today in Bopst Design/Promotion/Radio Programming: June 16, 2017

[10yearsofdnp]

April 21, 2015: You know, I'm starting to think that maybe they should've stayed in Japan after all--I mean, it's not like they HAVE to do the YouTube thing from London, right? 😂😴🦋

[allastoredeer]

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There was something…off about Lucifer.

Something that wasn’t adding up.

Alastor watched him from a distance. At first it was to get a better read of him, and how long he intended to stay, but the as the days ticked on, an unsettling feeling of wrongness grew in the pit of Alastor's stomach.

It’s the mixer that set off the first alarm.

Lucifer followed through with his promise to get Charlie a meeting with Heaven—now scheduled a few days from then—and he and Charlie were in the kitchen cooking up a celebratory meal.

Alastor hid in the shadows, watching the two bubbling personalities with growing boredom.

“Oh, wow, it’s been a while since I’ve been in here,” Lucifer said, wandering around the kitchen as Charlie pulled appliances out of cupboards and ingredients out of the pantry.

“Yeah, Vaggie and I rearranged a lot of the hotel. To make it new and refreshing, you know?”

Lucifer nodded, as if he understood exactly what she meant. “Well, you’ll have to show me where everything is, I guess,” he laughed, opening a few cupboards. “Because I have no idea where that blasted mixer is. I could’ve sworn it was in here.”

“I’ll grab it, let me just—oh, hold on,” she pulled her phone from her back pocket as it started ringing. “It’s Vaggie. She’s out running errands. Do you mind if I?” She gestured to the door.

“Oh, go right ahead. I’ll get everything ready in here.”

“Thanks, dad.”

She left and Alastor was prepared to follow her example, as there was hardly anything worth watching in the kitchen, but paused when Lucifer let out a deep, happy sigh and turned, walked to a cupboard across the room, and pulled out the mixer.

Alastor frowned.

But it could’ve just been a lucky guessed, he reasoned as Lucifer plugged the appliance into the wall, humming a jaunty circus tune to himself. But then Lucifer opened a drawer close by, grabbed a wire whisk, then hopped a few shelves over for a mixing bowl. The squirm in Alastor’s gut tightened.

For someone who hadn’t been there in centuries, he sure knew his way around.

Still, that wasn’t too strange. Lucifer was an immortal being. A few centuries was probably little more than a week for him. Who could say how his memory matched?

Except…

Didn’t Charlie say she and Vaggie rearranged everything?

His magic, Alastor decided. Divine powers of an angel, and all of that. Surely that would cover finding basic kitchenware.

But even that explanation felt a bit…off.

Something about it wasn’t right.

It was Lucifer’s confidence. The way he strode from cupboard to cupboard without a lick of hesitation or a hint of doubt. No fumbling, no second guessing, no pulling out the wrong drawer, even on accident.

Still hidden, Alastor inched closer, to get a better look.

That’s when Lucifer turned his head and looked at him.

For a split-second, when those red slitted eyes met his, Alastor thought he’d accidentally stepped out of the shadows, because all of the sudden, Lucifer's smile was gone, his humming dropped, and the cadence around him became tangibly colder. Alastor checked himself but, no, he was still hidden. Still covered in shadows in the corner of the kitchen, where the lights weren’t far enough to give away his hiding spot.

But Lucifer didn’t look away. He wasn’t moving. Wasn’t blinking. It didn’t even look like he was breathing.

There weren’t many things in Hell that unsettled Alastor anymore. He’d encountered demons without eyelids, ones who seemed to disappeared when they stopped moving, plenty who didn’t need to breath or eat for days on end.

Lucifer was hardly the strangest, or scariest, thing he’s seen, and yet…

He slowly cocked his head and took a step around the counter. Alastor’s heart jumped. Lucifer still hadn't broken eye contact. He walked slowly, not like he was scared or nervous, but careful and quiet, like a predator stalking through bushes. Trying not to startle its victim.

Alastor figured he may as well step out of the shadows, seeing how his presence was obviously known. Or he could simply leave. Just meld into the darkness and return to the parlor to see if anything interesting was going on at the bar.

But he couldn’t, for the life of him, move.

His body refused to. His lungs held his breath captive in his chest. His heart thumped harder with growing unease.

Deep in the recesses of his mind, a small, intrinsic voice told him to stay still. To keep eye contact. So certain that if the moved, if he took his eyes off of Lucifer for one second, he wouldn’t be fast enough to see him a second time. Before it was too late.

The closer he got, the louder that voice became, until Alastor didn’t feel like he was controlling the shadows so much as the shadows were holding him in place. He was trapped, completely and utterly, and he could. Not. Look. Away.

Lucifer was only a few feet away when the doors flung open and Charlie bounded inside, hauling a load of groceries with Vaggie close behind. His change was immediate.

The air warmed, his dark demeanor disappeared and a wide, happy smile lit up his face. He whirled around. “Char-Char, welcome back! I think I found just about everything.”

“Oh, wow, you did,” Charlie said, looking over the counter. “It wasn’t too much of a hassle, was it?”

“Ah, not at all, kiddo. I found may way around. Ready to get started?”

“Yes! Here, Vaggie got the rest of the things we needed.”

Lucifer walked to her with a pep in his step, but as he rounded the counter, he looked at Alastor again, face impassive and cold, and suddenly Alastor was being thrust away. He stumbled out of the shadows on the third floor, knocking into a hall table that nearly took him off his feet. He clutched it, barely keeping himself from hitting the floor.

He stared at the wall, stunned.

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I've mentioned that I've wanted to write a dark!Lucifer fic and I got an Anon a while back asking how I would go about writing that.

Well, here's a little piece.

[dailytomlinson]

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[lablass-2882]

I had a "fun" moment today.....

"Fun" as in, I think I broke my new coworkers mind for a second when I A.) Explained that I am a bit of a gamer in all my nerdy lab science glory. And B.) Listed games like elden ring, dark souls, bloodborne, Hades 1, Hades 2, Hollow Knight and Baldur's Gate in the same ramble as Mario, legend of zelda, stardew valley, pokemon, and animal crossing.

The face they gave me when they asked how I can enjoy super cozy games like animal crossing and super "hard-core" games like bloodborne at the same time.

Well.....

My answer was a ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Sometimes, I want a cozy little game with cute animal neighbors, and sometimes I want to purge the old gods with fire and brimstone in a vengeful rage. It depends on the day and my mood, honestly.

[citizenscreen]

Eddie Anderson and Jack Benny on Look.

Anderson was originally given the part of a railway porter on ‘The Jack Benny Program’ on radio. Response to his performance was so positive that he was invited back and Jack Benny encouraged the show’s writers to expand his role. Anderson eventually became “Rochester,” Benny’s chauffeur. By the early 1940s, Anderson’s “Rochester” enjoyed star billing with Benny.