I used to think I was just bad at soldering. I remember sitting in my garage on a rainy Saturday, […]

I still remember the smell of my first soldering attempt. It wasn’t the sweet scent of pine flux. It was

You know that feeling of dread when you need to solder something in the driveway? I used to drag a

I still remember the smell of burning varnish. It was a rainy Saturday afternoon in my garage. I was trying

I remember the exact moment I decided to upgrade my gear. It wasn’t a triumphant moment of finishing a project.

It was a Tuesday night in my garage. The air smelled like old flux and dust. The radio played low.

I still remember the nasty smell of burnt plastic from a rainy Tuesday in my garage. I was trying to

It was a crisp Saturday morning in my garage, and I had a simple repair to finish. I heated the

It is late Friday night, my bench light is humming, and my coffee has gone stone cold. I look down