I love living in the Midwest for 99% of the time.
Open space, quiet, people leave me alone, I can pursue side projects because the cost of living is so low.
EXCEPT for things like this. This type of thing makes me yearn for the coast.
Open space, quiet, people leave me alone, I can pursue side projects because the cost of living is so low.
EXCEPT for things like this. This type of thing makes me yearn for the coast.
I hit the Electronics Flea Market only a few times because, back then, I was not a morning person. I remember showing up at 7:00 AM or so once when the dark was just lifting and seeing people leaving with their small wire rolling carts filled with electronics. I imagined that all the good stuff got scooped up at 6:00.
More often though I would do the "Saturday crawl" to all the surplus electronics stores — when there were a lot of surplus electronics stores. Sadly over the decades I saw them all but disappear entirely.
It's probably just as well I am back in the midwest though. I'm already too much of a hoarder.
Which is annoying, because back in the 90s you had hell to pay to get anything to work with a computer (usually abusing the parallel port); now any Raspberry Pi can easily control random doodads you might find, but there's no place to find them.