Late last night, a dear old friend of mine died…

After half a decade of faithful service, my trusty $7 Radio Shack de-soldering iron finally bit the dust. It died in the call of duty, too, as it snapped while removing a large electrolytic capacitor. It has helped me build countless portables, sadly it won’t be around to see the one it was working on come to competition.

Oh, hm, it’s that pesky 666 date isn’t it. I guess this freak death is to be expected.

On a lighter note, thanks to everyone who made it to the Midwest Gaming Classic, and especially those who came to see my presentation thing. Now if only they’d let me do karaoke…