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TRW Swap Meet today - and yeah, I know they're changing the name (likely have already) - but it's TRW to anyone who wants to know where the ham radio club holds their swap meet, and they do it every month. Last Saturday, in case you were wondering. Which this is. *ahem*

It holds the distinction of being the best example of Where Electronics and Weird Shit Goes to Die.

Like the fireman's turnouts from Riverside County Fire Department. The condemned ones - only fit for Halloween costumes, to be blunt - but there they were. In huge piles.

I also got to see my first disk pack server in twenty years. You know the ones - they stood as tall as your waist, and spun platters - which would hold about a meg or so on them. A big one held twenty of them, and they used to fill rooms with them - very clean, climate controlled rooms and the operators wore lab jackets - remember those?

Back in the day, these were the shit - and even worse?

I remember being so small I couldn't see over them - that's how long I've been around computers.

Yup. Have a piece of history - I don't know if you could use them as a planter, but if you gutted them, the cabinet might make an interesting decor piece.

Saw a old Olympia portable typewriter - and considered it seriously for a few moments. All you need is a light source, and you can type something other people can read. I remember spending days working at one of those - and typing final drafts with carbons so I'd have copies to give away.

My purchase today was a CD wallet that will hold 256 discs - actually, I got two of them. I give up trying to house CDs in jewel cases - I have too many discs, I'm not slowing down buying the silly things and I'm running out of legitimate space trying to house them. I'm stripping the cases and storing the discs and jacket art together and calling it a day. 512 discs I can take out of racks and shelve the wallets on the bookshelf like big volumes. Welcome to California Bungalow living. Yahoo.

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It's catsonmars's birthday! Dude, I hope you flew through Reno - and got a foo-foo drink while you were there. Something.

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I don't fall down rabbit holes too eagerly anymore - I found this at the bottom of one once.

Scaaaary.

TRW Swap Meet today - and yeah, I know they're changing the name (likely have already) - but it's TRW to anyone who wants to know where the ham radio club holds their swap meet, and they do it every month. Last Saturday, in case you were wondering. Which this is. *ahem*

It holds the distinction of being the best example of Where Electronics and Weird Shit Goes to Die.

Like the fireman's turnouts from Riverside County Fire Department. The condemned ones - only fit for Halloween costumes, to be blunt - but there they were. In huge piles.

I also got to see my first disk pack server in twenty years. You know the ones - they stood as tall as your waist, and spun platters - which would hold about a meg or so on them. A big one held twenty of them, and they used to fill rooms with them - very clean, climate controlled rooms and the operators wore lab jackets - remember those?

Back in the day, these were the shit - and even worse?

I remember being so small I couldn't see over them - that's how long I've been around computers.

Yup. Have a piece of history - I don't know if you could use them as a planter, but if you gutted them, the cabinet might make an interesting decor piece.

Saw a old Olympia portable typewriter - and considered it seriously for a few moments. All you need is a light source, and you can type something other people can read. I remember spending days working at one of those - and typing final drafts with carbons so I'd have copies to give away.

My purchase today was a CD wallet that will hold 256 discs - actually, I got two of them. I give up trying to house CDs in jewel cases - I have too many discs, I'm not slowing down buying the silly things and I'm running out of legitimate space trying to house them. I'm stripping the cases and storing the discs and jacket art together and calling it a day. 512 discs I can take out of racks and shelve the wallets on the bookshelf like big volumes. Welcome to California Bungalow living. Yahoo.

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It's catsonmars's birthday! Dude, I hope you flew through Reno - and got a foo-foo drink while you were there. Something.

--

I don't fall down rabbit holes too eagerly anymore - I found this at the bottom of one once.

Scaaaary.