I have a 40-year-old stereo receiver (or a “tuner,” back in my day) that refuses to die. It lives in the MemeGarage, letting me rock out during my various bike/car/house
I/O is input/output, my friends. I’m glad I remembered this before I tore apart my audio-visual receiver last night, because my “dead speaker channel” (output) ended up being a turntable
I spent a large part of the weekend working on little home projects that just needed to get done. Furniture assembling, yardwork, fence repair, appliance repair, car cleaning, dog cleaning,