23 Jun
1998
23 Jun
'98
2:58 p.m.
Sam Ismail wrote:
When unfortunate neighbors who walk by my garage make
the mistake of
actually showing interest in all these old machines I have stacked up in
there, they get caught in my nerd spider web and I end up talking their
ear off for as many hours as it takes for them to finally overcome their
politeness and yell "Enough already! You sick bastard!" Actually, the
two neighbors I have met this way were both techno-dorks like me and
enjoyed all the old memories (one is a guy who moved here from Scotland,
his first computer being the Sinclair ZX-80).
I wish more people would show an interest since I love to talk about the
stuff. Maybe I should put up a sign when I'm working in the garage that
says "Don't be afraid to ask what all this junk is." :)
Problem is, where you live it rains a fair amount, so much of the time
you need to close the garage door. (Not as bad as our members up in
OR and WA, but a lot more than in my old L.A. hometown [don't ask about
the bloody weather here in New Jersey where I'm stuck until my
father-in-law outlives me -- his family normally hits 90 {he's 79} and
I'm 43 {and my family rarely hits 50}] but I'd love to move everything
to the dry climate [it does snow some in Winter] of Wyoming).
--
Ward Griffiths
They say that politics makes strange bedfellows.
Of course, the main reason they cuddle up is to screw somebody else.
Michael Flynn, _Rogue Star_