So as most of you know, in addition to slingin’ the six-string for Ruby Dee and The Snakehandlers and other around-town music luminaries, I also do a bit of amateur radio operating on the side. That’s ham radio, if you’re not familiar. Probably your uncle, dad, or grandpa did it. Believe it or not, in the age of cellular phones and the internet, firing radio waves wirelessly into the ionosphere is alive and well. (more…)