It is Day 5 in our COVID-19 self-isolation. I have cleaned off my desk, my drafting table, and one large pile by my drafting table. It is time now to ::dramatic music stinger:: clean out the electronics drawer.
I will liveblog this for your entertainment.
This drawer has been the repository for lots and lots of stuff. As you will see as we go through it, the deepest layers are practically pre-Internet.
Here’s the drawer in full panoply on my drafting table.
Right off the bat you can see my dilemma. This is my old iPad 2 that used to provide the music out in the labyrinth.
However, it can no longer be updated, nor will it allow items like Pandora to be updated. What am I to do with this thing? It doesn’t need to stay in the drawer, and that’s the #1 decision being made today. Into the LATER box it goes for eventual resale/recycling.
Here’s the keyboard/stand that went with the iPad.
Still useful? Probably. So here’s a pro tip about cleaning out a repository like this: touch everything once, make a decision, then put it in the appropriate pile. Since this requires some testing to make a final decision, I’m starting a TEST pile.
The first layer is the most recent and consists of obvious KEEP items.
My new projector.
Our external CD drive. (Thanks, Apple.)
My rangefinder that I use to estimate distances when laying out the burn.
No, it’s not taking me this long to clean out the drawer. It’s taking me this long to document it, edit the photos, upload them, and then comment. APPRECIATE MY LABOR HERE, PEOPLE.
We’re still in the KEEP layer.
These look like random flotsam, but they’re actually part of a kit that I kind of have to go with the projector. I’ve learned from the past: show up with all the cables and connectors.
Okay, this one’s a puzzler. It has flotsam from last summer’s trip to Grand Canyon: room key for our cabin at Bright Angel Lodge; emergency diarrhea medication; a car USB plug; and what appear to be prior flotsam from aforesaid projector kit: plug covers and a ¿remote control case? No matter. This is the new projector baggie.
Another headset. This one is wireless/Bluetooth. I bought it back when I was composing more than I am now, so that I would not annoy the rest of the house with my repetitive ABORTIVE ATTEMPTS and yet not have to deal with the cord while pivoting from the computer to the piano keyboard. You may imagine my annoyance when I discovered it did not work with Finale.
USB microphone, still handy for online meetings.
Same with the USB speaker.
Now we’re getting into the weird layers.
A body cam, unopened. I think this came from my late father-in-law’s stash of electronics. Into the TEST pile it goes.
This is a keyboard cover for the MacBook Pro for those times I have it out in the labyrinth. Still useful, of course. KEEP.
I think this is a hard drive, but whose is it and what is on it? Into the TEST pile.
I have an hypothesis and it is mine and I made it up and here goes: all those missing socks were just the larval forms of charging cables. Their DNA is finally triggered after enough runs through the wash, and they disapparate into a drawer. This is the only sane explanation.
I mean, this connector was at least two MacBook Pros ago.
And what did this go to? LATER, in case the device is still lurking somewhere.
It doesn’t matter that this isn’t in focus. Why aren’t these in baggies/bags/boxes with their devices?
Finally, I know what this is.
I’ll just put it with the other audio cables…
…or maybe not. Into the projector travel baggie it goes.
A Wacom tablet, very useful.
Need to TEST it, though; these things are notorious for slipping behind the current technology. The reason I own it is that my original Wacom no longer worked with the laptop.
Solar-charged charger. Still useful.
These USB chargers, on the other hand, were useful once, but their ability to charge is limited to one charge. Perhaps to put in my shoulder bag when traveling, but certainly not to take to a burn. I’ll need to TEST first (and find their charging chords).
This, on the other hand, is a nice heavy-duty charger I bought for burns. Definitely a KEEP.
But now we’re down to the lower levels indeed. Lunch break.
And we’re back, starting a very slow exploration of the chthonic layers of the electronics drawer.
An iPod Nano. Into the LATER box (for certain recycling).
Accoutrements for the aforementioned Wacom tablet that died. The tablet itself is in another pile—another day, another post.
Ah, but then there are treasures.
What is that, you ask? It’s We Three Kings, and if you’re really good I’ll make you a copy for your holiday enjoyment.
I think the font is Papyrus, and that just about sums up the quality of this wonderful work of #CorroborativeEvidence.
Tucked away in the back was a definite KEEP: the cassette tape converter I bought to convert Aces & Eights, another beautiful lump of #CorroborativeEvidence. Now I can use it to make a quality transfer of We Three Kings.
How does one end up with so many fossils?
Part of it is my impulse to make sure I have enough charging cables for every device in my life such that I never have to go looking for one: one in the car, one in the study, one for the labyrinth, one in the kitchen, and one in the den. What? You don’t do this? Huh, weird.
I don’t even know what this is. The label says RAVPOWER, and it seems to be some kind of adapter, but I have no clue what it goes to. UPDATE: it goes with the heavy-duty charger shown above.
Here’s a major point to make: if I don’t know what it is and I haven’t needed it for three years or more—why am I keeping it? Keeping it out for TESTING, but let’s face it, it’s a useless bit.
Remotes. These were all for software that controls presentations.
The outer ends are Apple products that I’m pretty sure do not work any longer. The middle one I think goes to the projector. NO, I DON’T KNOW WHY IT’S NOT IN THE BOX WITH THE PROJECTOR LEAVE ME ALONE. The others… I’ll have to see if they still work, and if their dongles are in my laptop case.
A digital camera.
Pretty sure my phone does a better job now. Still, it’s nice enough. Does anyone want it?
The Assistant Assistive Feline™, aka Cecil the Pest, is being as helpful as he usually is.
Ah, something useful! A vacuum for your electronics—I definitely need to slip some new batteries into this one and see if it works.
No clue. I mean, it’s an audio adapter, but I don’t know where/when I would have used it.
Software and receipts from the MacBook Pro before this one. (FWIW, I am on Filemaker Pro 17; the company now has 18 and other mutations available.) This goes straight into the trash.
The last — and strangest — layer.
This is truly flotsam from long past. For example: this is a case for an architect’s scale which now lives in my actual desk drawer along with two others.
Why do I own architect scales? Because, O children, we used to have to draw our set designs and working drawings by hand. That’s why I have a drafting table in the first place. Somewhere in my study are a clip-on lamp and a device that clamped onto the drafting table and slid up and down providing a ready horizontal line (with an attachment that did angles).
What’s left of a drafting kit; the other compass, etc., are on my desk.
Drafting triangles: 45°, 30°/60°. As I said, my German attachment let me do all kinds of angles, so these are truly what I started out in college with. (One day I’ll show you my original drafting board and the canvas tote I designed and made to carry it all in.) These are KEEP because who throws away stuff like this? (The masking tape was to elevate them just enough so that ink wouldn’t bleed under them.)
“Drafting dots.” These were a lazy way to tape your drawings down without permanent damage to them. They seem to be still okay, so I’m keeping them to use with mini-art projects.
Ah, this is a blast from the past. You see, children, working drawings — and here the current members of Newnan Theatre Company are saying “the what now?” — for sets came in a certain order, and this was my cheat sheet for that order. I think this might have been from one of the big Feydeau farces we did back in the 1970s.
More pre-computer stuff: ink.
Remember, these have been sitting untouched for decades in the back of this drawer. Observe:
See how the pigment has completely settled? Decades do that to you.
And what’s this?
I think it’s to apply gold leaf. It still sounds as if there’s fluid in there when I shake it. More exploration is required.
Here’s something from the modern era, a toolkit for you to get into your MacBook laptop and repair/upgrade it. Okay, so it’s not that modern.
And here are a couple of memory cards. TRASH.
A memory card from a camera, I guess. No clue as to what’s on it and no way to find out. TRASH.
You may well ask, am I not seized with fear that I am tossing some beloved memorabilia? Yes, I am, but the logical part of my brain says that I would never have stored anything important on a memory card without making sure I had it in more accessible formats.
Ah, I’ve been looking for this multi-use adapter. Into the projector box it goes.
OF COURSE I BOUGHT ANOTHER ONE IN THE MEANTIME.
A power adapter from a couple of laptops ago.
An audio adapter. Over to the cable corner, which I’ll get to before long I’m sure.
Here’s a fun thing:
This is a Box Rivet Remover. What’s a Box Rivet? Go look. I used to use them to create Reading Caves. I think I have a box in the basement somewhere. Anyway, you use this to pry the little devices apart for reuse.
Memorabilia. A nametag I made for one of those occasions when either the State Board of Education or poobahs from the DOE came to visit GHP and we would have a luncheon for them to chat with students and faculty.
I forget who made this for me. I’m thinking it was back at East Coweta High.
And this one. Mercy.
1990 was the 20th anniversary of my going to GHP as an art major, so despite the fact that I had a two-year-old at home, I thought it was important for me to leave my wife to deal with the child and household for seven weeks. It is truly a miracle I am still a) married; and b) alive.
BTW, if you’re a math nerd, you’ve already figured out that yes, this year is the 50th anniversary of my life-changing summer.
These three cards are safely tucked away in the back of the drawer for my heirs and assigns to find and deal with.
These cassettes must have come in a set, because although I may have had an interest in actors learning British accents, I don’t think I would have cared about the others.
Speaking of two-year-olds, won’t my 32-year-old child be excited to know I’ve uncovered this:
I think this was the choral program we went to and were stunned when he stepped up to the mic for a solo — he had not bothered to mention that to us.
I do wonder what’s on this tape.
I will keep it to find out.
Do people still use these?
They’re white-out tape dispensers. I bought them in bulk back in 2001/2002 when I was translating Marriage of Figaro; I just took the Schirmer vocal score and taped over the Italian/German and wrote in my lyrics by hand. Kept me on track/meter, and then I could just photocopy the results. (I still have all of that, btw, if your musical group would like to stage Figaro. We had a blast doing it.)
It’s probably linked in spirit to this last corner:
Some mechanical pencil leads, and definite flotsam:
These are bits and pieces I’ve picked up here and yon, because these things can become part of art. Especially now that I’ve uncovered them and put them with the incomplete art project where they most definitely fit in.
There were several buttons in there; these two jumped out at me.
Both are meant to be snarky, but the first one has a different resonance at the moment: I don’t need half the stuff that was in this drawer. Clear it out. Let it go.
Tidy, uncluttered, everything necessary, and room for items that previously could not fit. Not a bad way to spend a day in Captivity.
Still to come on another day:
- The TEST pile
- Converting We Three Kings and Christmas in Our Town to mp3s
- Tracking down a video camera to see what’s on the Hi-8 cassette
- Double-checking all the cables with the electronics that are still hiding all over the place; I have hard drives that I don’t think I can even hook up to the computer at this point
- Cleaning up the cable corner