I wonder if Thing #3 even KNOWS what this is! I should tell her it's my childhood computer.
I really shouldn't wait for a possible home owners insurance claim to discover what forgotten treasures are lurking in my basement. And to think I was ALMOST stumped as to what to photograph next. The photography Gods work in mysterious ways, if only they came baring (bearing?) plumbing supplies. Okay, back to swearing at my toilet.