๐—˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต My Mom kept all of my drawings, […]

๐—˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต

My Mom kept all of my drawings, it seems. I taped more and more pages together for my James-Bond-like underground data center. I seem to really like IBM tape storage, radar screens, and the more blinking lights the better. This dreamscape is soooo exciting to me, even today.

I think this was from when I was about 12 years old, just before I got my first computer in 7th grade (an Apple ][ and I added individual Mostek DIP memory chips from Dad’s fab to take it to 48K).

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