Jul. 21st, 2003

pseydtonne: Behold the Operator, speaking into a 1930s headset with its large mouthpiece. (Default)
A week ago, I found a nice collection of stuff being thrown out in my neighborhood. [livejournal.com profile] chaggalagirl and I wound up dragging home a round mirror with wall mounts, an ironing board and a heavy iron from the 1970s, some milk crates, pots and pans, and even a mop.

Today I found two floor lamps on the same part of Broadway in Somerville that had netted me a filing cabinet. One has three incandescent bulbs on pivots -- it works fine, but the turn switches are tough to turn without pliers. The other lamp is a 300-watt halogen torchiere, which was missing a wall plug.

I took the torchiere apart while I was cleaning and found the previous owner's handiwork. The wire had gone loose elsewhere and thus duct tape (not even electrical tape) had forged a crummy bond. I need to grab some black extension cord, some wire nuts (oh wait, I think I have some) and a new switch. I dislike the twist-toggle and would prefer a rheostat, which is what [livejournal.com profile] fangirl715 has on her torchiere.

Not all old stuff is great, though. I had put my old white keyboard back onto my computer for a few minutes, mainly for sport. I used to love the old keyboard because it had a large backspace key and a well-sized backslash key. Also, it came with the first computer I'd ever purchased with my own money, a 200 MHz Pentium MMX with 32 MB RAM and the last version of Windows 95. I had switched because I found a black keyboard that matched my newer computer's tower. I found the older keyboard was harder to type on -- the keys felt slow and worn-out. I put more effort into lifting my fingers after each keystroke. The bright reflection from the white keys was also annoying.

Maggie and I also drove around our future town this evening. We wanted to see how to get to various places (such as the parks, the supermarket, friends' houses, and the expressway). I walked around the building a couple times, noting the Dish Network 500-series mounted to the side of our guest bedroom. The cable wire from the dish runs around drain pipes, passes a connector, and then has been snipped. Strange world...

It's strange that I'll now be in a desperately cute town (Melrose is a city, actually). It blows my mind.

You'll have to excuse me now -- I found a PCI TV card at the Flea today. I can hardly wait to listen to FM radio over my computer.

-too geeky again, Dante

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