As part of a grad-school assignment, I’ve become embroiled with the world of podcasting. I spent Saturday morning shut in our mudroom, surrounded by Tom’s piles of junk (old clothes, grass-smeared sneakers and more shopping bags than any one family needs). I sat on a step I’d covered with a torn t-shirt while my laptop rested on top of a large plastic bin full of dog food. In other words, my first studio.
Our two cats were fascinated. They spent most of my recording session scratching at the closed door. Other than that, it worked out pretty well.
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