Got a package from halfway around the world that, I thought, corresponded to a recent eBay order. Opened the envelope and pulled out a box containing … a Digital Media Player?
That’s odd. I don’t recall ordering one of those.
At this point, anybody who’s read Frank Herbert’s The White Plague should get the chills. Do you or don’t you open a mysterious package from far away that seems to offer something interesting?
Pandora might have something to say, too.
Well, open it I did, and found exactly what I’d ordered: a stash of female headers pins. Of course, one can’t tell what else might have come in the package, but so it goes.
Now I can hand Eks half a lifetime supply of the strips to replace the ones I mooched.
One other mildly surprising part of the package: it seems we’ve gotten to the point where magnetic closures are cheap enough to replace everything else, including intricate origami tucks. There’s a small steel plate pasted under the flap. Who knew?
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 