Looking over my shoulder
The local public radio station is spying on me.
Every piece of music they broadcast yesterday was in my CD collection (Mozart, Bach, Shostakovich, Respighi). That might just have been an extended coincidence, but now they are broadcasting a reading of Paul Auster's Timbuktu.
I must change the lock on the door, and find the hidden cameras.
posted by Udge @ 10:12
2 Comments:
There's another way to look at it: isn't it nice that Someone cares so much?
...or ask them for a salary...
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