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Episode: 1889
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Title: HPR1889: experiencing the meegopad T-02 part one
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Source: https://hub.hackerpublicradio.org/ccdn.php?filename=/eps/hpr1889/hpr1889.mp3
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Transcribed: 2025-10-18 10:49:55
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This is HPR Episode 1889 entitled Experiencing the MiGAPAD D02 Part 1.
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It is hosted by a shadowy figure and is about 13 minutes long, the summary is, and out
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for something completely different.
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You are listening to a shadowy figure on Hacker Public Radio.
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Tonight I'll be discussing the MiGAPAD D02.
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It's a PC stick using the Intel Z3735F atom processor with 2GB of RAM.
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It's basically an Intel Compute stick with an extra USB port.
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What follows is a dramatization of my experiences with the T2.
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Enjoy faithful listeners.
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It was a night just like any other night down at Mad Dog Dave Morris's pool hall.
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But tonight I wasn't finding any luck at all with the dams.
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Seems all the sweethearts just want to hang around with guys lugging around big iron microphones
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who record for Hacker Public Radio.
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I didn't stand a chance with heavy hitters like a hook of the Hun.
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And John the Killer Culp, Roman around a joint break in broads, hearts as often as they
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go through a pack of lucky strikes on a whiskey bench.
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I knew I had to do something and had to do something fast.
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Otherwise there wouldn't be any Barbies left for me to apply my Kung Fu grip.
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I needed answers.
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The kind of answers you can't find in a tent of debauchery on a Saturday night with
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the maxed out credit card and a half a pack of smokes.
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So I eased my way towards the exit, hoping nobody would notice I hadn't paid my bar to
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me.
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I made a B line out of there like an American politician avoiding a lie detector test.
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I stopped by the 51-50-24 hour pawn shop to see what they had in big iron microphones.
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The man behind the counter greeted me wearing a gas mask.
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I didn't ask.
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He didn't tell.
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I told him I wanted some audio equipment to help me bag the elusive split tail plan
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fox.
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He showed me an assortment of some used earbuds with one side tied to a knot.
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Said he got them from some Dutchman needing some dough for green wheels.
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I asked what sort of deranged lunatic ties one side of their earbuds in a knot.
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He replied, this sort of deranged lunatic.
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And the kind of guy who prefers green wheels over black.
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I didn't reply to the man in the gas mask.
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I just sort of eased my way backwards towards the door.
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I tip my hat as I made my way out of there before any of that weirdness rubbed off on
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me.
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I knew I needed to look beyond the borders of my sleepy little town to score the big iron
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I needed to land a damsel in distress in my dusty old lap.
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So I got on a horn with an old fence I knew from the big easy.
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David Dirty Dog Whitman.
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Healed me a favor for bailing them out of an embarrassing situation involving a whistle
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from a box of captain crunch.
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He told me he could get me the big microphone I wanted.
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But he'd have to go to some sort of bay to get it.
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I told him whatever it takes.
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I couldn't stand another day of seeing N.Y. Bill walk out the door with a damn I'd had
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eyes on all night.
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About a week later I found a brown paper package on my doorstep with an old attached
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to it saying, where even.
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My days of playing second fiddle to a multimeter modifier was coming to an end.
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I brought the package inside and tore it open like it had an extension to my favorite
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body part hidden within.
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And in a way it kind of did.
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The Blue Yeti microphone I impact filled me with feeling of power and authority over
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the teaming masses of the H.P.R. audience.
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Not to mention all the names back at mad dogs.
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My favorite body part reacted favorably.
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I tried to plug the Yeti into my rig, but just like the story of my life, I just couldn't
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find the right slot.
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This was a last straw.
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I've gotten all the use I can out of my IBM 386PS2 model 70.
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It's time to upgrade in the name of desperation.
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Ward on the street was courtesy prompt to add consent some hot hardware burn in the
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finger tips and was looking to unload some many stick computers.
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I don't like the idea of woman anything called a mini stick.
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Ward getting around to the shadowy figure had a mini stick could be devastated to my reputation.
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But I was desperate.
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So I hopped on telling that located seat prompt.
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I told them to meet me down by the tracks at midnight and to come alone.
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We met at the corner of T.R.S. and 80th Street on the bench next to Water Mountain.
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He asked me if I had to do.
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I said yeah, you got the rig?
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Yeah, I got the rig he said.
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I replied.
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How much you want for it?
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It told me 72 clams.
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I peeled off four jacksons and told them to keep the change.
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See prompt lived up to his reputation of delivering cool stuff.
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The me go pad T02 stick computer fit in the palm of my hand like a Sega master system
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game controller.
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And the specs weren't all that bad for the price.
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It has a Z3735 processor, 2 gigs of RAM, 32 gigs of storage, Bluetooth Wi-Fi, and
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dual USB ports.
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I took it back to my mountain fortress and plugged it into my Sony Trinitron to a series
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of attachments and extensions that looked like they came out of a science fiction movie.
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From the 40s.
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Once I hit the power button and saw the unity desktop spring to life, I was happier
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than a bowl in a budgina shop.
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But all was not well.
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I needed to go into the setup option on startup in order to keep the system from freezing
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on the purple screen of loneliness before the system boots.
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It also runs a Chinese edition of Ubuntu, so I was seeing Chinese characters in places
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I couldn't get rid of.
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Ubuntu let me know it wanted to do an update, and who am I to say no?
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A half an hour into the update, the system failed, due to poor Wi-Fi reception.
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Even though the T2 was within half a meter of my net gear 600.
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When I rebooted, the operating system was gone.
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I didn't shed any tears being as I was just going to wipe the system anyway and put
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LXLE or Ubuntu on it.
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I loaded a thumb drive with LXLE and gave it a go on Amigo Pad.
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No dice.
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The Amigo Pad treated LXLE like a bold dog chewing a wasp.
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So I tried Ubuntu, but the Wi-Fi wasn't available.
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So I dug an old ethernet to USB adapter out of my desk drawer.
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I got from Frank the Beard Bell in exchange for a baggy full of yeast.
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Don't ask.
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I plugged the ethernet adapter into the T2 and fired up Ubuntu for a fresh install.
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All went well until I rebooted to find the install didn't stick.
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I took it personal.
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Special thanks to Kevin McLeodick and Competech.com for his awesome music.
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And to the many contributors to FreeSound.org for their sound effects contributions, you
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can find out more in the show notes.
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This entire episode was recorded using a Blue Yeti microphone on Amigo Pad T02 so you
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know there will be a follow up.
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This is a shadowy figure signing out from the darkness.
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We've been listening to HECCA Public Radio at HECCA Public Radio dot org.
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We are a community podcast network that releases shows every weekday Monday through Friday.
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Today's show, like all our shows, was contributed by an HBR listener like yourself.
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HECCA Public Radio was founded by the digital dog pound and the infonomicum computer club
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and is part of the binary revolution at binrev.com.
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If you have comments on today's show, please email the host directly, leave a comment
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on the website or record a follow up episode yourself.
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