Posted by tjparsons on Tue, 22 Dec 2009 7:36pm

     Many years ago,  fifteen to estimate to the best of my ability, there was this weirdo that worked at a rapidly going out business grocery store in Woodstock, Virginia. Between customers he would advance a foot or so of  blank register tape, write down notes, observations or draw designs for ideas. After work he would drive home, open up a shoe box and throw the ideas inside (fuel a project another day). Eventually he came to pull out every tape that he wrote up...    [Read More]