Wednesday, October 1

engineering

So I just went to an in-house workshop and assembled one of these. Hippies, former mental patients, and Vacation Bible School survivors may remember a twitchy, cramped feeling that comes from an hour or two of stringing beads. It turns out that soldering is a lot like that, only with more bits of molten metal and a pointy, heated implement. If there aren't novice monks somewhere doing this 12 hours a day in poor lighting, there probably should be.

Anyway, it was kind of fun, and now I have this little programmable object with four light-up buttons and a buzzer.