I have an inability to leave broke stuff alone, wired this way at birth. I took apart my tricycle with a popsicle stick according to family lore. I got a wood burning kit for Christmas when I was 11 I returned it to Radio Shack for a soldering kit. A couple of years later an Apple 2e, my first computer. Books of line by line programming language was how you got more games outside of “it’s fun to learn” games available on 5.25” floppy disk. You had to program it to play with it. And I loved every tedious moment of it. I learned valuable skills like anger management. I learned how to manage...