An old friend from grade school, who lives in Pennsylvania these days, has offered to take any of the computer hardware and software I don’t want anymore off my hands.  Techno geek children tend to befriend one another at an early age.  I am grateful.  I dislike the thought of tossing all this stuff away, even if it’s to a recycling bin.  With all the hazardous materials in electronics these days, I doubt much of it really gets recycled anyway, so much as disposed of.  He’s an ingenious tinkerer whose grade school accomplishments included building a pirate radio station and hacking the school sound system.  I’m sure he can put my boxes of old computer hardware to good, possibly even nefarious use.  "You have violated Robot’s Rules of Order and will be asked to leave the future, immediately."

I have another friend in Kansas who I suspect would have loved to take all this stuff off my hands too, but I don’t see myself taking a drive to Kansas until after winter has left the plains, and this stuff is too heavy and bulky to just box up and ship.  He should remind me to look in the computer closet for anything I’m not using though, before I take my next road trip west.