So in the mess of my moving my entire life around (under an open ceiling), I came across an old toy of mine. An old school 2 inch hand-held TV. An ultra low-def image that uses a scanner button rather than preset channels. One of the single best way to drain AAA batteries I've ever seen.
Came in handy during a particularly long blackout, much to the lament of a pack of Duracell.
Unearthing this old thing, I almost felt sorry for it. The world's changed. An analog receiver in a digital world. I can turn it on, but it can't hear anything. No converter box for you, tiny. You work just fine, but the world ignores you now.
No, I don't have a metaphor. It's just really early and I'm bored.
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