Please allow me to set the scene:
I am in the breakfast nook, where I have been the majority of the day responding to emails and ordering supplies
when suddenly I hear loud voices.
Thinking this is happening outside, I blithely go about my business.
The talking continues, congenial and intelligent
and I realize:
that's a lot like NPR
and so I walk through Anthony's Man Cave Room
and open my studio door.
Mind you, I have not been in there all day.
Suddenly and loudly ON!!
No human hand touched its dials beeps or bops.
Spooked in San Jose