Some of it I really do plan to use. Some of it I can't even identify. Hi. My name is Vin and I'm an addict. I can't stop buying electronic junk.
I know it's only filling up bins in my shop and taking money I could be pouring into more productive hobbies, like drinking and shooting guns. But what if the completion of some future project, some really crucial bit of hijinks, hinges entirely on my having a switch designed to discharge massive capacitors? Then what what, huh?
Am I supposed to just assume my local Radio Shack will have my back? Not likely.
I was doing better, I really was, and then I visited the DeAnza flea market in Cupertino last year, and it all fell apart again. I don't know, maybe I'm beyond help. Check the photo gallery for some electronics-nerd eye candy, the detritus of my demon.
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