The other day my computer started to kernel panic every 5 to 10 minutes. My tech guy diagnosed bad ram. I needed to get working ASAP, and it just so happened that the company I bough the Ram from was only an hour away, so I drove down to get a replacement. The place was full of vacuum tube radios. I loved the contrast between these wafers packed with the tiniest electronics and these radios as big as furniture filled with these ancient tubes.
Something about watching that made me homesick.