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I'm cleaning out a lab today in prep for remodeling.

While I was waiting for a garbage truck to show up and empty my dumpster, I took a break and helped Dale from UW Safety do fire extinguisher training (Here're the basic types of extinguishers, this is how they work, and here's a fire that we'll keep relighting until you've all put it out at least once).

Then I went back to cleaning. Among other things, I found a relic:

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It's a 386DX-20 card with a 387 chip and (I think) 2MB of RAM. From one of the foundry data collection machines. I don't think it works anymore, but I'd need an ISA passive-backplane motherboard in order to test it.

That was odd.

I was heading downstairs after lunch to continue cleaning, and was wearing a pair of black mechanic's gloves (because there's a lot of sharp, pointy crap to move). I ran into one of the professors who asked me if I was on my way to murder someone.

At the time I didn't think to ask her if that's a common problem where she used to work, or if she has people who follow her around and kill people (and if she does, I'd like to know so I can stay far away from her).