Monday, March 06, 2006
Endless boxes of wires
All my life, since about the age of 10, maybe 8, maybe 5, I've always had boxes that I've carried from one location to another of the various things I took apart only to re-assemble one day. As I got older, the boxes evolved, got bigger, denser, and more varied.
I recall when I was 13 and we(me and my brothers) took apart a motorcycle. We cleaned out the engine, and the carburetor, understood "The Way Things Work" at last and then put it back together again. Before we started, the motorcycle did not run. After we finished, the motorcycle ran once and then never ran again as far as I can recall. THAT was one big greasy box of oil, steel and even a few wires, but it was quite the experience.
These days, I have boxes of cables, disks, DAT tapes, motherboards, computers. At the drop of a dime I will frequently find the exact part I need to solve a particular problem.
The boxes continue to move forward.
Some of the older boxes are now a little fuzzy, a little harder to reference, a little harder to find. But it seems to be a habit and a style that I cannot seem to escape..thus I continue to look for new problems to solve, new sciences to learn, new engines to disassemble and new creations to build.
Endles boxes of wires to be filled and refilled...
I recall when I was 13 and we(me and my brothers) took apart a motorcycle. We cleaned out the engine, and the carburetor, understood "The Way Things Work" at last and then put it back together again. Before we started, the motorcycle did not run. After we finished, the motorcycle ran once and then never ran again as far as I can recall. THAT was one big greasy box of oil, steel and even a few wires, but it was quite the experience.
These days, I have boxes of cables, disks, DAT tapes, motherboards, computers. At the drop of a dime I will frequently find the exact part I need to solve a particular problem.
The boxes continue to move forward.
Some of the older boxes are now a little fuzzy, a little harder to reference, a little harder to find. But it seems to be a habit and a style that I cannot seem to escape..thus I continue to look for new problems to solve, new sciences to learn, new engines to disassemble and new creations to build.
Endles boxes of wires to be filled and refilled...
