The Audiophile's Wife

Sometimes The Audiophile tries to guide the direction of this blog by talking extra loudly to someone about something silly like using coppe...

A small, blue box arrived from Denmark this week thanks to the worldwide postal people. I don't know how many planes, trains, and automo...

First things first: The Audiophile's stereo is still broken. Second things second: The Turcom TS-450 ain't cuttin' it. I bel...

Yesterday I was wondering if there was anything worth reporting as it relates to The Audiophile and his heroics when I honest-to-goodness he...

Over the glorious three-day weekend, The Audiophile and I were sitting outside enjoying nature's musical offerings with a glass of crisp...

When The Audiophile isn't philing the audio, he philes the road bike. Is this a hobby we share? No. My bike has a basket on the handleba...

The Audiophile was recently left alone without proper supervision while I ran a couple of errands. When I returned, just 90 minutes later, t...

Last weekend The Audiophile and I were enjoying an evening stroll in our quaint, historic downtown. He was wearing a t-shirt that has AUDIOP...

You may have noticed some speaker companies include a small hermetically-sealed diaper to use when touching their products so grubby human h...

Remember a few weeks ago when I wrote that nonchalant bit about having a girl crush on the Dali Epicons? It seems The Audiophile read that p...