Thrift shop rants and revels

Today was a bloody day of thrift shopping. Literally, I stuck my hand too carelessly into a bin and something poked me between the thumb and thumbnail. Worse, the results of an hour and a half of digging in crud was just an old intellivision game and a dozen cartridges. When it arrived it must have been in nice shape, all the cartridges in the original boxes, but the earlier diggers always dump the contents of every box they find so it took all that time to find the bits and pieces as best I could. Even worse in the end I walked out and left it unwilling to pay the cashiers price of $10. A later stop wasn't any more fun, with prices I was just barely willing to pay. I do have a six inch stack of Cromemco software sitting on my desk though. Unfortunately it looks like I don't have more than about half of three different releases of Unix System V, but I do have half a dozen different utilities etc. Kind of sickening to think some people are out there erasing the disks I don't have to use for some DOS something. Gotta wonder where the Cromemco might be too.