.. less slop and zero backlash. Stringing up the bass, I discovered I liked playing it and I didn’t like the Ampeg sound with the Eminence. I wonder...who cones speakers? Somewhere close to the average threshold of human hearing. I resorted to my phone.Dialing“Two Bit?”“Hi John. Karen Post.”“I was wondering, Who does speaker re-coning?”“Grainger?”“Oh ... the Grainger Industrial Catalog.”“Where would I find a catalog?”“Kiewit’s?” I had a flash of understanding.“Thanks John.”Fumbling through the. ” He made an effort to smile. “That’s all we can expect. I know almost nothing, so anything helps.”Karen looked at him as if seeing Logan for the first time. “Who are you?”He shook his head. “No one of consequence.”“I don’t believe that.” She looked him up and down, especially at the weapons and armor he wore. “Your Essence is as strong as one of them. Strong enough to fight them and win. Yet, you know almost nothing of the world outside this cave. How is that possible?”“I honestly do not. I moved in and set up housekeeping and that is when life got complicated for me."You have to have a house warming" Gene said."Yeah, but shouldn't I at least wait until Kirby gets out here and we can get some furniture in the place?" Hell no. Furniture will only clutter up the place. You got hardwood floors in the living room and dining room and that's perfect for dancing." I still think I should wait for Kirby to move out here." You can have a real honest to god house warming when she gets out. Oh, she'd been nice enough to you, always smiling that pleasant little smile that told you she was too good for you. Always dressed so conservatively, so stuffy. You wanted so badly to grab that perfectly-styled hair and shove her over her desk, throw that skirt over her head and show her just what she was missing.You hadn't seen her since you both graduated years ago, and of course the infatuation had faded into the background. Until that day, a couple of months before you bought the winning.