i have this box

this box that used to hold some piece of workout equipment. and this box is full of computer innards. i have a motherboard, several sound cards and all sorts of other stuff i've torn out of discarded and useless printers and drives and the like. all the stuff in the box is waiting for is a soldering gun in my hot little hands. i'm getting the gun for christmas (one major tool per christmas sounds like a good habit to get into and i got the dremel last christmas) and the box waits patiently.

i have to study some of it, because all of the parts that can have power, i want to have lights. i get to take a radio shack crash course in electricity. i should probably start checking the library for some sort of "electricity for utter nimrods" book that will teach me how to do simple things and how not to do complicated things to hurt myself.

doc is mistrustful of the electricity thing with me and insists this would be an awesome time to get together with another artist, ideally someone who can be trusted with live currents, to do the electrical part of things. whatever. i just want the soldering gun. the whole idea of sticking things together with metal just makes me all giggly and adventurous.