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Before the beige IBM clone swallowed the entire PC market whole, a genuinely wild variety of machines were competing for your desk space — and most of them were technically better. Meet the computers that lost the 1980s through no fault of their own, and the passionate collectors now fighting to make sure history gets the story right.
There is exactly one Blockbuster left on Earth, and it's in Bend, Oregon, and people make pilgrimages to it like it's a shrine. That probably tells you everything you need to know about how we feel about what we lost when video rental culture died—and what the streaming era, for all its convenience, has never managed to replace.
Some people are deliberately throttling their internet connections, firing up GeoCities clones, and listening to modem screech on repeat—and they're doing it on purpose. In a world of algorithmic feeds and instant-load everything, the agonizing patience of the 56K era has somehow become an act of digital self-care. We investigated, and we have feelings about it.
Streaming was supposed to kill physical media forever. Nobody told the millennials. Across the country, young professionals are spending serious cash to fill their shelves with games, movies, and vinyl records they could technically access with a few taps on their phone—and they're absolutely not sorry about it.
Before RGB lighting and macro keys took over every desk in America, keyboard engineers were building input devices so overbuilt they'd survive a nuclear winter. We dig into the vintage mechanical keyboard obsession sweeping collector communities—and why a decades-old IBM is still winning the typing wars.
Somewhere between TikTok trends and thrift store digs, a generation that never once saved a book report to a 3.5-inch disk has decided floppy disks are extremely, unironically cool. We dug into the why, the how, and the gloriously impractical world of the floppy disk revival — and honestly? We kind of get it.
There was a time when every strip mall in America had a Radio Shack, and every curious kid with a screwdriver and a dream had a reason to walk through its door. This is the story of how a Fort Worth electronics chain became the spiritual home of a generation of hobbyists — and how it threw it all away.