Pinball Junction

The Winter doldrums have set in.   Although, unlike other parts of North America, there hasn’t been much winter here.  There has been biting wind, but very little snow.  We’ve only had two snow storms this year that have delivered more than a few inches each.

California Zephyr photographed last Sunday, next to South Boulder Creek in Gilpin County.

Electronic engineering work has been slowing down.  I think this is due to a number of factors related to the changing economy.  No, I didn’t say “bad” economy like many do.  Our economy in this country is shifting from a manufacturing economy to a service economy.  Electronic engineering is closely tied to manufacturing.

I’ve been self-employed for 26+ years.  I smirk when people tell me that there’s no job security in being self-employed.  It’s been the longest lasting job I’ve ever had.

I specialize in working with small companies that can’t afford to have full-time engineers.  These small companies are continually being purchased by larger companies. With the big corporations getting bigger and off-shoring the manufacturing, many electronics engineering jobs are going overseas as well.

The other gradual change has been in the way services/commodities are marketed.  It seems like all marketing is consumer driven.  I haven’t found a useful business to business marketing channel.  Plus, I’ll freely admit, I’m an engineer, not a salesman.

Between the jukebox restorations I’ve done, my lifelong love of pinball machines, my friend Dave for hooking me up with some jukebox and pinball repairs, and my friend Randy who collects and restores pinball machines, I hatched an idea of a side business of repairing pinball machines and jukeboxes to supplement my fading engineering work.  This also fit the need to shift from a manufacturing field to a consumer service field.

There has been a resurgence in pinball over the past few years.  It’s the one thing from our childhoods that hasn’t been fully replicated on computer.   Pinball is too much a physical medium.  There is a huge home market for these old pins.  There are a lot of people buying and selling machines on Craigslist and E-bay.  And the support industry for parts and supplies is growing as well. Stern, one of the remaining pinball manufacturing companies from the 1990’s, as well as a couple of new companies, like Jersey Jack, are designing and producing new pinball machines.  (If I could get either of these companies to contract for my engineering services, well, that would be grand!)

I think the jukebox resurgence is over and done.  It peaked in the 1980’s.  But there are still a lot of jukeboxes from the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s around.  It seems like most of the jukeboxes from the 1940’s have gone to Europe.

When pinball machines and jukeboxes break, it’s not easy for the owners to load them up and take them someplace.  There is a need for someone to travel to the location of the machine to service it.  That is the niche I’m trying to fill.   I don’t believe there are enough broken pinball machines and jukeboxes to make this a full time job, but it’s slowly growing and keeping me busy two to three days a week.   Right now, I have enough engineering work to keep me busy the remaining days.

The one thing I don’t like about this new venture is the driving.  Eighty percent of my business is over an hour’s drive away.  It’s my highest overhead expense.  I’ve been out east past Elizabeth, Colorado.  I’ve been out west to Fruita, Colorado and north, to Ft. Collins and Greeley.   It seems a little odd to me that the location I’ve visited the least is the one with the highest population density is Denver.

And I already have a little horror story related to traveling, and I’ll share that in the next installment.

Suicide Spike

A few days after the guy open fire in the movie theater in Aurora, Colorado, there was a seeming spike in suicides of young males in nearby locations.

The image on the left was captured this morning from the Boulder Daily Camera’s (newspaper) website.

  1. This guy was depressed and despondent.  As stated, he hung himself from a bridge near where he lived.  His girlfriend discovered him the following morning.
  2. This guy slit his wrists beside the creek, at the mouth of the canyon, just off the bike trail.
  3. This guy went out the night before to a sporting goods store, bought a rifle and ammunition, and drove up Lefthand Canyon.  He left a suicide note in the car, then hiked up a ways and shot himself.

The guy in the movie theater killings obviously didn’t have anything left to lose.  He may as well have committed suicide, especially since he’s probably going to get the death penalty.

It’s interesting that they are all young males between 20 and 24.   The burning question in my mind, which will never be answered is why? Was it just a coincidence the three suicides occurred withing a few days of the movie theater incident?  Or was it a trigger?

It seems like a shame.   Living in this world is getting more difficult for a lot of people.

It’s been interesting living up here in the beautiful mountains.  A lot of people come up from the city to die here.

Neighbors

I had just finished my radio program, playing 3 hours of some of my favorite music.  I thought I would step outside and enjoy the peace of looking at the magnificent night sky.

The sky was beautiful.  I could see the milky way.  I could hear a neighbor scolding  her dog.  She sounded like a six year-old.  It was bizarre.  She was obviously taking out her frustrations on the dog. It was torture for the dog and my ears.

Things quiet down, I take a seat in the front yard and return to gazing at the sky.  Ten seconds later this pickup truck comes careening up the road and stops 20 feet away from me.  Then it lurches forward another 30 feet and stops again.  This is like shattering glass to my peace.

I wait for people to emerge.  No one does for several minutes. When they finally do, it’s apparent they are severely intoxicated.   They amble back down the road, even stating “we are walking down the road” in a sing song voice.  They disappear into Jay’s house.

At this point I decide there is more peace inside the house and come back inside, locking the door behind me.

My thinking 5 years ago was that I’d have more peace here than in the city.   It’s nights like this I can’t wait for winter to quiet everything down.

 

Oct 26, 2011

It’s probably time to move.