before anybody gets mad at me, the non-functional C64-C that inhabited that shell has been sitting in my basement for the last decade in a storage tub marked "PROGENITOR TECHNOLOGY, DO NOT BREAK CONTAINMENT BARRIER, INFONECROSIS RISK" because i like writing dumb things in Sharpie. anyway, it wasn't living its best life, and besides i have a working C64 plugged into an old TV about ten feet from me right now. i mean, it worked the last time i turned it on, which was hunna grunna mumble years ago.

the guts of the broken C64-C are shambling about my basement now, looking for a new home like an evicted hermit crab. it's nudging the tape flap of one of my broken VCR's, that'd be a good home for it. go on, lil' guy, crawl inside and get comfy.