Recently, our old television upstairs started to lose its image so I went on a clearance hunt and found a modern replacement for the ancient old warhorse that had served for more than a decade. The modern replacement weighed in at a mere 12 pounds but had the same screen size as its antiquated predecessor, and as I staggered down the stairs with the massive box that was our old boob tube I thought how everything electronic is getting lighter but we are getting heavier.
I chuckled to myself and then remembered the first microwave I ever owned, a massive Amana I bought back in 1975 when my friend JW and I were roommates and bachelor crimefighters. It was fortunate that I had a powerful roommate, because that first-generation microwave was industrial size in both mass and cost. But I was making more money than I ever had before in my young life and I didn't have many expenses. I was renting a room from JW and had my old used car from college and a girlfriend that worked, so I could handle the monthly payment on the modern cooking machine that changed our lives.







