This journal entry rated PG-13 for gore and graphic violence.
I mutilated a calculater today. To be more precise I violently murdered the calculater I mutilated and left to suffer for six months under a stack of misolanious papers, then I rebuilt it. Better, stronger, faster.
Okay, not really.
The truth is that after my first assalt I lost the back pieace of the calculater, so every time I tried to use it the solar battery would flop over backwards, the screen would fall out, and I would need to either hold it up against a wall or set it on a table to get it to work properly. Now I've stripped off the skin, leaving only the hard drive, video screen, solar battery, and keyboard intact. I plan to nail the innards to my wall. Yes, just like the key pannel at a bank vault. Except this baby does math.
Now all that's left is to deal with my poor SEGA Genisis. I stripped this down too, but what I found underneath was more than wires, buttons, and a computer chip. It was pure eletronic art. Eventually, I will find a way to mount its magnificent carcass on the wall next to my disembowled calculater. heart
Sergeant Sargent · Thu Sep 15, 2005 @ 08:35pm · 0 Comments |