If you walk into a blacksmith’s shop from two hundred years ago, you’d find a room filled with the smell of coal, the glow of a hot forge, and the rhythmic clink-clink-clink of a hammer hitting an anvil. The blacksmith wasn’t just a guy with a heavy arm; he was the person who kept the…
Welcome to the laboratory. Pull up a stool, watch out for the stray solder wire, and try not to trip over the power cables snaking across the floor. Out here in Southern Alberta, we know a thing or two about making things last. Whether it’s a 1980s tractor that’s still pulling its weight or a…
You know that feeling. You press the power button, walk to the kitchen, brew a fresh pot of coffee, check the mail, come back, and your laptop is still spinning that little circle on the “Welcome” screen. It’s frustrating. It feels like your trusty sidekick has decided to retire without giving you any notice. In…
There is a specific sound that anyone who grew up in the 90s or early 2000s knows by heart. It’s that soft whirrr-chk-chk-whirrr of a console trying to find its footing. Whether it was the ethereal chime of the original PlayStation or the dramatic “whoosh” of the Xbox 360, that sound meant one thing: adventure…