One of my local venues of choice, DNA
, has a big LED sign on the wall. It provides varying bits of
information; in a past life, it was remote-controllable
by guests, but now it mostly just provides lists of upcoming events.
It's been looking sadder and sadder lately, and getting less and less
readable. The club's owner, Jamie
, put out a
at some point. Being that I fancy myself at least somewhat handy
with a soldering iron, and I've always wanted to see what's inside of one,
this seemed like a good opportunity: I figured that I couldn't really make
things much worse, and it seemed like a good idea to have a time limit on
having the thing in my house, with a known place it will go back to after I
was done with it.
So, the next Monday, Jeff brought
the thing back home
, and I set to work.