Ruminations on Rummaging
January 8, 2011
My colleagues have begun to notice my Monday morning glow. It all started when I began to want to build BEAM bots. The delight I take in going to the dump each weekend to pick through the "trade shack" for broken electronic filled toys is rarely matched. What is not to like? The thrill of the hunt, feeling clever not having to shell out money for odds and ends, and the absolutely incomparable joy of taking things apart that I do not have to put back together are exhilarating!
Then, in the quiet of my shop as the snow falls outside and the cold winds blow, I create piles of colorful bits and pieces! Rubbery things here, weird (but useful) shapes there, oddball knobs and switch covers, gears for looks and gears for work, capacitors, LEDs and on and on ...everything small and in its own pile.
My husband bought me parts bins for Xmas, the colorful ones that stack. What a good guy! But they are full. So is the floor under the shop easy chair, the top of the drafting table, 5 shelves, 2 drawers in a plan file, and a 2 bushel sized chunk of space hiding behind the paper cutter. I could spend all my time organizing!
Perhaps not as cheery as a live canary (but if it dies I can fix it!), my last bot chirps away on the workbench next to me, complaining if I throw shadows on its solar cell, but usually keeping a good beat to work to.
This is a very cool hobby.